Friend, for your epitaph I'm grieved,
Where still so much is said;
One half will never be read more

Friend, for your epitaph I'm grieved,
Where still so much is said;
One half will never be believed,
The other never read.

Time shall unfold what plaited cunning hides.

Time shall unfold what plaited cunning hides.

So get the start of the majestic world
And bear the palm alone.

So get the start of the majestic world
And bear the palm alone.

Truth and oyle are ever above.

Truth and oyle are ever above.

Humble Hearts have humble desires.

Humble Hearts have humble desires.

Everything in art is but a copy of nature.

Everything in art is but a copy of nature.

He who spares the wicked injures the good.

He who spares the wicked injures the good.

It's a poore sport that's not worth the candle.
[It is a poor sport that is not worth the read more

It's a poore sport that's not worth the candle.
[It is a poor sport that is not worth the candle.]

Pardons and pleasantnesse are great revenges of slanders.

Pardons and pleasantnesse are great revenges of slanders.