Oh, woman! in our hours of ease,
Uncertain, coy, and hard to please.

Oh, woman! in our hours of ease,
Uncertain, coy, and hard to please.

The friends of the unfortunate live a long way off.

The friends of the unfortunate live a long way off.

Every ill man hath his ill day.

Every ill man hath his ill day.

He grieves more than is necessary who grieves before any cause
for sorrow has arisen.

He grieves more than is necessary who grieves before any cause
for sorrow has arisen.

There be three things which are too wonderful for me, yea, four
which I know not:
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There be three things which are too wonderful for me, yea, four
which I know not:
The way of an eagle in the air; the way of a serpent upon a rock;
the way of a ship in the midst of the sea; and the way of a man
with a maid.

Covetousnesse breaks the bag.

Covetousnesse breaks the bag.

To a boyling pot flies comes not.
[To a boiling pot flies come not.]

To a boyling pot flies comes not.
[To a boiling pot flies come not.]

Yeeres know more then bookes.

Yeeres know more then bookes.

Thus conscience does make cowards of us all.

Thus conscience does make cowards of us all.