The gallant Sir Robert fought hard to the end,
But who can with fate and quart bumpers contend?
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The gallant Sir Robert fought hard to the end,
But who can with fate and quart bumpers contend?
Though Fate said, a hero should perish ill light;
So up rose bright Phoebus, and down fell the knight.

None is a foole alwaies, everyone sometimes.

None is a foole alwaies, everyone sometimes.

And all may think which way their judgments lead 'em.

And all may think which way their judgments lead 'em.

All powerful is the rule of fashion.

All powerful is the rule of fashion.

Make three bites of a cherry.

Make three bites of a cherry.

With customes wee live well, but Lawes undoe us.

With customes wee live well, but Lawes undoe us.

Idleness ruins the constitution.

Idleness ruins the constitution.

It's an ill aire where wee gaine nothing.

It's an ill aire where wee gaine nothing.

Let no man seek
Henceforth to be foretold that shall befall
Him or his children.

Let no man seek
Henceforth to be foretold that shall befall
Him or his children.