Samuel Butler ( 10 of 155 )
The oyster-women lock'd their fish up,
And trudged away to cry, No Bishop.
The oyster-women lock'd their fish up,
And trudged away to cry, No Bishop.
H' had got a hurt
O' th' inside of a deadlier sort.
H' had got a hurt
O' th' inside of a deadlier sort.
Feast of Harriet Monsell of Clewer, Religious, 1883 The New Jerusalem, when it comes, will probably be found so read more
Feast of Harriet Monsell of Clewer, Religious, 1883 The New Jerusalem, when it comes, will probably be found so far to resemble the old as to stone its prophets freely.
As you sow y' are like to reap.
As you sow y' are like to reap.
We grant, although he had much wit,
H' was very shy of using it,
As being loth read more
We grant, although he had much wit,
H' was very shy of using it,
As being loth to wear it out,
And therefore bore it not about;
Unless on holy days or so,
As men their best apparel do.
Through thick and thin.
Through thick and thin.
Whatever Sceptic could inquire for,
For every why he had a wherefore.
Whatever Sceptic could inquire for,
For every why he had a wherefore.
Cry out upon the stars for doing
Ill offices, to cross their wooing.
Cry out upon the stars for doing
Ill offices, to cross their wooing.
Nothing's more dull and negligent
Than an old, lazy government,
That knows no interest of state,
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Nothing's more dull and negligent
Than an old, lazy government,
That knows no interest of state,
But such as serves a present strait.
Great wits and valours, like great states,
Do sometimes sink with their own weights.
Great wits and valours, like great states,
Do sometimes sink with their own weights.
