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Be this our wall of brass, to be conscious of having done no
evil, and to grow pale at read more
Be this our wall of brass, to be conscious of having done no
evil, and to grow pale at no accusation.
Few love to hear the sins they love to act.
Few love to hear the sins they love to act.
The Chollerick drinkes, the Melancholick eats, the Flegmatick
sleepes.
The Chollerick drinkes, the Melancholick eats, the Flegmatick
sleepes.
Her tears will pierce into a marble heart.
Her tears will pierce into a marble heart.
Wise men ne'er wail their present woes.
Wise men ne'er wail their present woes.
The race is not to the swift, nor the battle to the strong.
The race is not to the swift, nor the battle to the strong.
A white wall is the paper of a foole.
A white wall is the paper of a foole.
