All is well with him, who is beloved of his neighbours.

All is well with him, who is beloved of his neighbours.

Now would I give a thousand furlongs of sea for an acre of barren
ground--long heath, brown furze, anything. read more

Now would I give a thousand furlongs of sea for an acre of barren
ground--long heath, brown furze, anything. The wills above be
done, but I would fain die a dry death.

Snug as a bug in a rug.

Snug as a bug in a rug.

Look here, he cries (to give him words):
Thou feathered clay, thou scum of birds!
Look here, read more

Look here, he cries (to give him words):
Thou feathered clay, thou scum of birds!
Look here, thou vile, predestined sinner,
Doomed to be roasted for a dinner.

He talks nonsense.

He talks nonsense.

There are many waies to fame.

There are many waies to fame.

Drought never brought dearth.

Drought never brought dearth.

There is no such thing as perfect happiness.

There is no such thing as perfect happiness.

I would have thee gone,
And yet no further than a wanton's bird,
Who lets it hop read more

I would have thee gone,
And yet no further than a wanton's bird,
Who lets it hop a little from her hand,
Like a poor prisoner in his twisted gyves,
And with a silk thread plucks it back again.