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O, what may man within him hide,
Though angel on the outward side!
O, what may man within him hide,
Though angel on the outward side!
When a knave is in a plumtree he hath neither friend nor kin.
When a knave is in a plumtree he hath neither friend nor kin.
Though little fire grows great with little wind,
Yet extreme gusts will blow out fire and all.
Though little fire grows great with little wind,
Yet extreme gusts will blow out fire and all.
In good yeares corne is hay, in ill yeares straw is corne.
In good yeares corne is hay, in ill yeares straw is corne.
God keep me from false friends!
God keep me from false friends!
There is more talke then trouble.
There is more talke then trouble.
The sun sets without thy assistance.
The sun sets without thy assistance.
He is praised by some, blamed by others.
He is praised by some, blamed by others.
Breathes there the man with soul so dead,
Who never to himself hath said,
This is my read more
Breathes there the man with soul so dead,
Who never to himself hath said,
This is my own, my native land!
Whose heart hath ne'er within him burn'd,
As home his footsteps he hath turn'd,
From wandering on a foreign strand!
