I hang my ears like an ass whose spirits droop.

I hang my ears like an ass whose spirits droop.

Heap on more wood! the wind is chill!
But let it whistle as it will,
We'll keep read more

Heap on more wood! the wind is chill!
But let it whistle as it will,
We'll keep up Christmas merry still.

Every problem has a gift for you in its hands.

Every problem has a gift for you in its hands.

Manie things are lost for want of asking.

Manie things are lost for want of asking.

Behold him in conceited circles sail,
Strutting and dancing and now planted stiff,
In all his pomp read more

Behold him in conceited circles sail,
Strutting and dancing and now planted stiff,
In all his pomp of pageantry, as if
He felt the eyes of Europe on his tail.

She nourishes the poison in her veins and is consumed by a secret
fire.

She nourishes the poison in her veins and is consumed by a secret
fire.

So many men in Court and so many strangers.

So many men in Court and so many strangers.

And yet your fair discourse hath been as sugar,
Making the hard way sweet and delectable.

And yet your fair discourse hath been as sugar,
Making the hard way sweet and delectable.

Let an ill man lie in thy straw, and he looks to be thy heire.

Let an ill man lie in thy straw, and he looks to be thy heire.