Francis Beaumont and John Fletcher

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.

I'll have a fling.

I'll have a fling.

But is there nothing else,
That we may do but only walk? Methinks
Brothers and sisters lawfully read more

But is there nothing else,
That we may do but only walk? Methinks
Brothers and sisters lawfully may kiss.

Though I say't that should not say't.

Though I say't that should not say't.

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.