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He puts his boot on his head, and his foot in his helmet.
He puts his boot on his head, and his foot in his helmet.
'Tis best to pause, and think, ere you rush on.
'Tis best to pause, and think, ere you rush on.
The gentle Hawke halfe mans her selfe.
The gentle Hawke halfe mans her selfe.
The tear that is wiped with a little address,
May be follow'd perhaps by a smile.
The tear that is wiped with a little address,
May be follow'd perhaps by a smile.
Of all smells, bread: of all tasts, salt.
Of all smells, bread: of all tasts, salt.
Can a man take fire in his bosom, and his clothes not be burned?
Can a man take fire in his bosom, and his clothes not be burned?
