But ask not thou if happiness be there,
If the loud laugh disguise convulsive throe,
Or if read more

But ask not thou if happiness be there,
If the loud laugh disguise convulsive throe,
Or if the brow the heart's true livery wear.

It costs more to doe ill then to doe well.

It costs more to doe ill then to doe well.

And with them words of so sweet breath composed
As made the things more rich.

And with them words of so sweet breath composed
As made the things more rich.

Who remove stones, bruise their fingers.

Who remove stones, bruise their fingers.

Who hastens a glutton choakes him.

Who hastens a glutton choakes him.

I hate all children of precocious talent.

I hate all children of precocious talent.

Building is a sweet impoverishing.

Building is a sweet impoverishing.

Hee that lies long a bed, his estate feeles it.

Hee that lies long a bed, his estate feeles it.

Of all the griefs that harass the distress'd,
Sure the most bitter is a scornful jest;
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Of all the griefs that harass the distress'd,
Sure the most bitter is a scornful jest;
Fate never wounds more deep the generous heart,
Than when a blockhead's insult points the dart.