Francis Beaumont and John Fletcher

Nose, nose, holly red nose,
And who gave thee that jolly red nose?
Nutmegs and ginger, cinammon read more

Nose, nose, holly red nose,
And who gave thee that jolly red nose?
Nutmegs and ginger, cinammon and cloves;
And they gave me this jolly red nose.

I find the medicine worse than the malady.

I find the medicine worse than the malady.

Let them learn first to show pity at home.

Let them learn first to show pity at home.

Let's meet and either do or die.

Let's meet and either do or die.

Nothing can cover his high fame but Heaven;
No pyramids set off his memories,
But the eternal read more

Nothing can cover his high fame but Heaven;
No pyramids set off his memories,
But the eternal substance of his greatness,--
To which I leave him.