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How calm, how beautiful comes on
The stilly hour, when storms are gone!
When warring winds have read more
How calm, how beautiful comes on
The stilly hour, when storms are gone!
When warring winds have died away,
And clouds, beneath the glancing ray,
Melt off, and leave the land and sea
Sleeping in bright tranquillity.
Judge of a tree by its fruit, not by its leaves.
Judge of a tree by its fruit, not by its leaves.
A white wall is the paper of a foole.
A white wall is the paper of a foole.
The gentle Hawke halfe mans her selfe.
The gentle Hawke halfe mans her selfe.
Sweet is the recollection of difficulties overcome.
Sweet is the recollection of difficulties overcome.
There needs a long time to know the worlds pulse.
There needs a long time to know the worlds pulse.
One can ever assume to be what he is not, and to conceal what he
is.
One can ever assume to be what he is not, and to conceal what he
is.
The sweetest honey
Is loathsome in his own deliciousness
And in the taste confounds the appetite.
The sweetest honey
Is loathsome in his own deliciousness
And in the taste confounds the appetite.
Accursed poison lies hid beneath sweet honey.
Accursed poison lies hid beneath sweet honey.
