Hundreds of men were turned into beasts,
Like the guests at Circe's horrible feasts,
By the magic read more

Hundreds of men were turned into beasts,
Like the guests at Circe's horrible feasts,
By the magic of ale and cider.

Who gives to all, denies all.

Who gives to all, denies all.

The doctors gave her over--to an ass.

The doctors gave her over--to an ass.

I would have thee gone,
And yet no further than a wanton's bird,
Who lets it hop read more

I would have thee gone,
And yet no further than a wanton's bird,
Who lets it hop a little from her hand,
Like a poor prisoner in his twisted gyves,
And with a silk thread plucks it back again.

Good is god, but better carries it.

Good is god, but better carries it.

All is not gold that glisters.

All is not gold that glisters.

An ill labourer quarrells with his tooles.

An ill labourer quarrells with his tooles.

A fool must now and then be right by chance.

A fool must now and then be right by chance.

Let none say, I will not drinke water.

Let none say, I will not drinke water.