Matthew Prior

Ev'n so, with all submission, I
. . . .
Send you each year a homely letter,
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Ev'n so, with all submission, I
. . . .
Send you each year a homely letter,
Who may return me much a better.

Do not unto another that which you would not he should do unto
you.

Do not unto another that which you would not he should do unto
you.

But, when the wit began to wheeze,
And wine had warm'd the politician,
Cur'd yesterday of my read more

But, when the wit began to wheeze,
And wine had warm'd the politician,
Cur'd yesterday of my disease,
I died last night of my physician.

He will not carry his wealth to the waters of Acheron.

He will not carry his wealth to the waters of Acheron.

They never taste who always drink;
They always talk who never think.

They never taste who always drink;
They always talk who never think.