Maxioms by Francis Beaumont And John Fletcher
I find the medicine worse than the malady.
I find the medicine worse than the malady.
'Tis a word that's quickly spoken,
Which being unrestrained, a heart is broken.
'Tis a word that's quickly spoken,
Which being unrestrained, a heart is broken.
Thy clothes are all the soul thou hast.
Thy clothes are all the soul thou hast.
Nothing can cover his high fame but Heaven;
No pyramids set off his memories,
But the eternal read more
Nothing can cover his high fame but Heaven;
No pyramids set off his memories,
But the eternal substance of his greatness,--
To which I leave him.
