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Wept o'er his wounds, or tales of sorrow done,
Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd how fields were won.
Wept o'er his wounds, or tales of sorrow done,
Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd how fields were won.
Shewa good man his errour and he turnes it to a vertue, but an
ill, it doubles his fault.
Shewa good man his errour and he turnes it to a vertue, but an
ill, it doubles his fault.
Hell is paved with good intentions.
Hell is paved with good intentions.
By hesitation the opportunity is often lost.
By hesitation the opportunity is often lost.
He who says what he likes, must hear what he does not like.
He who says what he likes, must hear what he does not like.
Ah! when the means are gone that buy this praise,
The breath is gone whereof this praise is made.
Ah! when the means are gone that buy this praise,
The breath is gone whereof this praise is made.
There is no disputing about taste.
[Lat., De gustibus non disputandum.]
There is no disputing about taste.
[Lat., De gustibus non disputandum.]
For there's no motion
That tends to vice in man, but I affirm
It is the woman's read more
For there's no motion
That tends to vice in man, but I affirm
It is the woman's part.
