A rolling stone gathers no moss.

A rolling stone gathers no moss.

The peasant thanked her with their tears,
When food and clothes were given;
"This is a joy," read more

The peasant thanked her with their tears,
When food and clothes were given;
"This is a joy," the lady said,
"Saints cannot taste in heaven."

I had rather aske of my sire browne bread, then borrow of my
neighbour white.

I had rather aske of my sire browne bread, then borrow of my
neighbour white.

Presents of love fear not to be ill taken of strangers.

Presents of love fear not to be ill taken of strangers.

Ease and honour are seldom bed-fellows.

Ease and honour are seldom bed-fellows.

He that hath love in his brest, hath spurres in his sides.

He that hath love in his brest, hath spurres in his sides.

There is no body will go to hell for company.

There is no body will go to hell for company.

I fear the Greeks, even when they bring gifts.
[Lat., Timeo Danaos et dona ferentes.]

I fear the Greeks, even when they bring gifts.
[Lat., Timeo Danaos et dona ferentes.]

They dance, they revel, and they sing,
Till the rude turrets shake and ring.

They dance, they revel, and they sing,
Till the rude turrets shake and ring.