Maxioms by Francis Beaumont And John Fletcher
'Tis not a life,
'Tis but a piece of childhood thrown away.
'Tis not a life,
'Tis but a piece of childhood thrown away.
From the crown of our head to the sole of our feet.
From the crown of our head to the sole of our feet.
Look babies in your eyes, my pretty sweet one.
Look babies in your eyes, my pretty sweet one.
Fountain-heads and pathless groves,
Places which pale passion loves!
Fountain-heads and pathless groves,
Places which pale passion loves!
