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Time stoops to no man's lure.
Time stoops to no man's lure.
Patience is sorrow's salve.
Patience is sorrow's salve.
Little we heed the tempest drear,
While music, mirth, and social cheer,
Speed on their wings the read more
Little we heed the tempest drear,
While music, mirth, and social cheer,
Speed on their wings the passing year.
Ships feare fire more then water.
Ships feare fire more then water.
Take heed of a young wench, a prophetesse, and a Lattin bred
woman.
Take heed of a young wench, a prophetesse, and a Lattin bred
woman.
It is the bright day that brings forth the adder.
It is the bright day that brings forth the adder.
Hence ye profane; I hate ye all;
Both the great vulgar, and the small.
Hence ye profane; I hate ye all;
Both the great vulgar, and the small.
Fancy the Gracchi complaining of treason!
Fancy the Gracchi complaining of treason!
