Such a Saint, such an offering.

Such a Saint, such an offering.

Fill the cup and fill the can,
Have a rouse before the morn;
Every minute dies a read more

Fill the cup and fill the can,
Have a rouse before the morn;
Every minute dies a man,
Every minute one is born.

Many a smale maketh a grate.

Many a smale maketh a grate.

Only by the candle, held in the skeleton hand of Poverty, can man
read his own dark heart.

Only by the candle, held in the skeleton hand of Poverty, can man
read his own dark heart.

And yet your fair discourse hath been as sugar,
Making the hard way sweet and delectable.

And yet your fair discourse hath been as sugar,
Making the hard way sweet and delectable.

Passion and shame torment him, and rage is mingled with his
grief.

Passion and shame torment him, and rage is mingled with his
grief.

Better a bad excuse, than none at all.

Better a bad excuse, than none at all.

Wee know not who lives or dies.

Wee know not who lives or dies.

Where there are many counsellors there is safety.

Where there are many counsellors there is safety.