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Tyrants' fears
Decrease not, but grow faster than their years.
Tyrants' fears
Decrease not, but grow faster than their years.
There's not a string attuned to mirth,
But has its chord in melancholy.
There's not a string attuned to mirth,
But has its chord in melancholy.
Death falls heavily on that man who, known too well to others,
dies in ignorance of himself.
Death falls heavily on that man who, known too well to others,
dies in ignorance of himself.
The more my wrong, the more his spite appears.
The more my wrong, the more his spite appears.
Give me the soft sigh, whilst the soul-telling eye
Is dimm'd for a time with a tear.
Give me the soft sigh, whilst the soul-telling eye
Is dimm'd for a time with a tear.
Three helping one another, beare the burthen of sixe.
Three helping one another, beare the burthen of sixe.
Men's language is as their lives.
Men's language is as their lives.
It's an ill aire where wee gaine nothing.
It's an ill aire where wee gaine nothing.
Am I always to be a mere listener? Shall I never reply?
Am I always to be a mere listener? Shall I never reply?