Maxioms by Thomas Middleton
And with necessity,
The tyrant's plea, excused his devilish deeds.
And with necessity,
The tyrant's plea, excused his devilish deeds.
For Lycidas is dead, dead ere his prime,
Young Lycidas, and hath not left his peer.
For Lycidas is dead, dead ere his prime,
Young Lycidas, and hath not left his peer.
Hold their nose to the grindstone.
Hold their nose to the grindstone.
Yielded with coy submission, modest pride,
And sweet reluctant amorous delay.
Yielded with coy submission, modest pride,
And sweet reluctant amorous delay.
My nearest
And dearest enemy.
My nearest
And dearest enemy.
