Francis Beaumont and John Fletcher

Ask how to live? Write, write, write, anything;
The world's a fine believing world, write news.

Ask how to live? Write, write, write, anything;
The world's a fine believing world, write news.

Death hath so many doors to let out life.

Death hath so many doors to let out life.

A soul as white as Heaven.

A soul as white as Heaven.

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.

O great corrector of enormous times,
Shaker of o'er-rank states, thou grand decider
Of dusty and old read more

O great corrector of enormous times,
Shaker of o'er-rank states, thou grand decider
Of dusty and old titles, that healest with blood
The earth when it is sick, and curest the world
O' the pleurisy of people.