Let them call it mischief;
Then it is past and prosper'd, 'twill be virtue.

Let them call it mischief;
Then it is past and prosper'd, 'twill be virtue.

Breed up a crow and he'll pick out your eyes.

Breed up a crow and he'll pick out your eyes.

Then let me quaff the foamy tide,
And through the dance meandering glide.

Then let me quaff the foamy tide,
And through the dance meandering glide.

And thus I clothe my naked villany
With old odd ends, stol'n out of holy writ,
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And thus I clothe my naked villany
With old odd ends, stol'n out of holy writ,
And seem a saint when most I play the devil.

The first dish pleaseth all.

The first dish pleaseth all.

A stone in a well is not lost.

A stone in a well is not lost.

The death of wolves is the safety of the sheep.

The death of wolves is the safety of the sheep.

Cloath thee in war, arme thee in peace.

Cloath thee in war, arme thee in peace.

The mob may hiss me, but I congratulate myself while I
contemplate my treasures in their hoard.

The mob may hiss me, but I congratulate myself while I
contemplate my treasures in their hoard.