Maxioms by Francis Beaumont And John Fletcher
Corruption is a tree, whose branches are
Of an immeasurable length: they spread
Ev'rywhere; and the dew read more
Corruption is a tree, whose branches are
Of an immeasurable length: they spread
Ev'rywhere; and the dew that drops from thence
Hath infected some chairs and stools of authority.
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.
There is a method in man's wickedness,
It grows up by degrees.
There is a method in man's wickedness,
It grows up by degrees.
A civil habit
Oft covers a good man.
A civil habit
Oft covers a good man.
Something given that way.
Something given that way.
