Maxioms by Francis Beaumont And John Fletcher
Look babies in your eyes, my pretty sweet one.
Look babies in your eyes, my pretty sweet one.
I'll put a spoke among your wheels.
I'll put a spoke among your wheels.
There is an hour in each man's life appointed
To make his happiness, if then he seize it.
There is an hour in each man's life appointed
To make his happiness, if then he seize it.
Thy clothes are all the soul thou hast.
Thy clothes are all the soul thou hast.
We must all die!
All leave ourselves, it matters not where, when,
Nor how, so we die read more
We must all die!
All leave ourselves, it matters not where, when,
Nor how, so we die well; and can that man that does so
Need lamentation for him?
