Maxioms by George Chapman
For one heat, all know, doth drive out another,
One passion doth expel another still.
For one heat, all know, doth drive out another,
One passion doth expel another still.
Who to himself is law, no law doth need,
Offends no law, and is a king indeed.
Who to himself is law, no law doth need,
Offends no law, and is a king indeed.
To throw a blot on a man's reputation by praising him.
To throw a blot on a man's reputation by praising him.
I pray, what flowers are these?
The pansy this,
O, that's for lover's thoughts.
I pray, what flowers are these?
The pansy this,
O, that's for lover's thoughts.
There is a nick in Fortune's restless wheel
For each man's good.
There is a nick in Fortune's restless wheel
For each man's good.
