Francis Beaumont and John Fletcher

Though I say't that should not say't.

Though I say't that should not say't.

Nature too unkind;
That made no medicine for a troubled mind!

Nature too unkind;
That made no medicine for a troubled mind!

But they that are above
Have ends in everything.

But they that are above
Have ends in everything.

Yet what are they, the learned and the great?
Awhile of longer wonderment the theme!
Who shall read more

Yet what are they, the learned and the great?
Awhile of longer wonderment the theme!
Who shall presume to prophesy their date,
Where nought is certain save the uncertainty of fate?
- Francis Beaumont and John Fletcher,

And he that will to bed go sober,
Falls with the leaf still in October.

And he that will to bed go sober,
Falls with the leaf still in October.