Or will you think, my friend, your bus'ness done
When, of a hundred thorns, you pull out one.

Or will you think, my friend, your bus'ness done
When, of a hundred thorns, you pull out one.

Get what start the sinner may, Retribution, for all her lame leg,
never quits his track.

Get what start the sinner may, Retribution, for all her lame leg,
never quits his track.

Fill the cup and fill the can,
Have a rouse before the morn;
Every minute dies a read more

Fill the cup and fill the can,
Have a rouse before the morn;
Every minute dies a man,
Every minute one is born.

That in the captain's but a choleric word,
Which in the soldier is flat blasphemy.

That in the captain's but a choleric word,
Which in the soldier is flat blasphemy.

It is said that the propriety even of old Cato often yielded to
the exciting influence of the grape.

It is said that the propriety even of old Cato often yielded to
the exciting influence of the grape.

But civlyzation doos git forrid
Sometimes upon a powder-cart.

But civlyzation doos git forrid
Sometimes upon a powder-cart.

It is folly to waste labour about trifles.

It is folly to waste labour about trifles.

Hell is full of good intentions.
[Sp., El infierno es lleno de buenas intenciones.]

Hell is full of good intentions.
[Sp., El infierno es lleno de buenas intenciones.]

The great would have none great and the little all little.

The great would have none great and the little all little.