Francis Beaumont and John Fletcher ( 10 of 73 )
He that's liberal
To all alike, may do a good by chance,
But never out of judgment.
He that's liberal
To all alike, may do a good by chance,
But never out of judgment.
'Twas when young Eustace wore his heart in's breeches.
'Twas when young Eustace wore his heart in's breeches.
It shew'd discretion, the best part of valor.
It shew'd discretion, the best part of valor.
Ask how to live? Write, write, write, anything;
The world's a fine believing world, write news.
Ask how to live? Write, write, write, anything;
The world's a fine believing world, write news.
O great corrector of enormous times,
Shaker of o'er-rank states, thou grand decider
Of dusty and old read more
O great corrector of enormous times,
Shaker of o'er-rank states, thou grand decider
Of dusty and old titles, that healest with blood
The earth when it is sick, and curest the world
O' the pleurisy of people.
Beggars must be no choosers.
Beggars must be no choosers.
It would talk;
Lord, how it talked!
It would talk;
Lord, how it talked!
There is a method in man's wickedness,
It grows up by degrees.
There is a method in man's wickedness,
It grows up by degrees.
Who doubting tyranny, and fainting under
Fortune's false lottery, desperately run
To death, for dread of death; read more
Who doubting tyranny, and fainting under
Fortune's false lottery, desperately run
To death, for dread of death; that soul's most stout,
That, bearing all mischance, dares last it out.
Three merry boys, and three merry boys,
And three merry boys are we,
As ever did sing read more
Three merry boys, and three merry boys,
And three merry boys are we,
As ever did sing in a hempen string
Under the gallow-tree.
