Maxioms by Ben Jonson
Hang sorrow, care 'll kill a cat.
Hang sorrow, care 'll kill a cat.
They that know no evil will suspect none.
They that know no evil will suspect none.
'Tis no sin love's fruits to steal;
But the sweet thefts to reveal;
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'Tis no sin love's fruits to steal;
But the sweet thefts to reveal;
To be taken, to be seen,
These have crimes accounted been.
I do honour the very flea of his dog.
I do honour the very flea of his dog.
I think that I shall never see
A poem as lovely as a tree.
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I think that I shall never see
A poem as lovely as a tree.
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Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.
