He would stroke
The head of modest and ingenuous youth,
That blushed at its own praise.

He would stroke
The head of modest and ingenuous youth,
That blushed at its own praise.

Hope is the poore mans bread.

Hope is the poore mans bread.

'Twas Christmas broached the mightiest ale,
'Twas Christmas told the merriest tale.

'Twas Christmas broached the mightiest ale,
'Twas Christmas told the merriest tale.

He that can make a fire well, can end a quarrell.

He that can make a fire well, can end a quarrell.

The dog that licks ashes, trust not with meale.

The dog that licks ashes, trust not with meale.

In an hundred elles of contention, there is not an inch of love.

In an hundred elles of contention, there is not an inch of love.

Change but the name, and you are the subject of the story.

Change but the name, and you are the subject of the story.

Too much of anything is bad.

Too much of anything is bad.

The more my wrong, the more his spite appears.

The more my wrong, the more his spite appears.