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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.
Little we heed the tempest drear,
While music, mirth, and social cheer,
Speed on their wings the read more
Little we heed the tempest drear,
While music, mirth, and social cheer,
Speed on their wings the passing year.
The death of wolves is the safety of the sheep.
The death of wolves is the safety of the sheep.
Presents of love fear not to be ill taken of strangers.
Presents of love fear not to be ill taken of strangers.
Fresh feres will dry the bright blue eye
We late saw streaming o'er.
Fresh feres will dry the bright blue eye
We late saw streaming o'er.
Well may hee smell fire, whose gowne burnes.
[Well may he smell fire, whose gown burns.]
Well may hee smell fire, whose gowne burnes.
[Well may he smell fire, whose gown burns.]
He that hath lands hath quarrells.
He that hath lands hath quarrells.
Flattery brings friends, but the truth begets enmity.
Flattery brings friends, but the truth begets enmity.
We listen with deep interest to what we hear, for to man novelty
is ever charming.
We listen with deep interest to what we hear, for to man novelty
is ever charming.
