The Catt sees not the mouse ever.

The Catt sees not the mouse ever.

Too much of anything is bad.

Too much of anything is bad.

To rise with the lark, and go to bed with the lamb.

To rise with the lark, and go to bed with the lamb.

You stick in the same mire.

You stick in the same mire.

And on her lover's arm she leant,
And round her waist she felt it fold,
And far read more

And on her lover's arm she leant,
And round her waist she felt it fold,
And far across the hills they went,
In that new world that is the old.

Nothing is difficult in the eyes of a lover.

Nothing is difficult in the eyes of a lover.

The command of custome is great.

The command of custome is great.

Honesty's a fool
And loses that it works for.

Honesty's a fool
And loses that it works for.

Let the force of arms give place to law and justice.

Let the force of arms give place to law and justice.