The holydays of joy are the vigils of sorrow.

The holydays of joy are the vigils of sorrow.

Nature drawes more then ten teemes.

Nature drawes more then ten teemes.

In war, hunting, and love, men for one pleasure a thousand
griefes prove.

In war, hunting, and love, men for one pleasure a thousand
griefes prove.

Perhaps the early grave
Which men weep over may be meant to save.

Perhaps the early grave
Which men weep over may be meant to save.

Or will you think, my friend, your bus'ness done
When, of a hundred thorns, you pull out one.

Or will you think, my friend, your bus'ness done
When, of a hundred thorns, you pull out one.

How many cowards whose hearts are all as false
As stairs of sand, wear yet upon their chins
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How many cowards whose hearts are all as false
As stairs of sand, wear yet upon their chins
The beards of Hercules and frowning Mars,
Who inward searched, have livers white as milk!

We do it soon enough, if that we do be well.

We do it soon enough, if that we do be well.

He who sounds his own trumpet will soon find plenty to laugh at
him.

He who sounds his own trumpet will soon find plenty to laugh at
him.

When in doubt, do nowt.

When in doubt, do nowt.