France is a meddow that cuts thrice a yeere.

France is a meddow that cuts thrice a yeere.

Circumstances alter cases.

Circumstances alter cases.

Fly the pleasure that bites to morrow.

Fly the pleasure that bites to morrow.

Gold! gold! gold! gold!
Bright and yellow, hard and cold!

Gold! gold! gold! gold!
Bright and yellow, hard and cold!

One stroke fells not an oke.

One stroke fells not an oke.

To his tuned spirit the wild heather-bells
Ring Sabbath knells;
The sod's a cushion for his pious read more

To his tuned spirit the wild heather-bells
Ring Sabbath knells;
The sod's a cushion for his pious want,
And, consecrated by the heaven within it,
The sky-blue pool a font.

There be three things which are too wonderful for me, yea, four
which I know not:
The way read more

There be three things which are too wonderful for me, yea, four
which I know not:
The way of an eagle in the air; the way of a serpent upon a rock;
the way of a ship in the midst of the sea; and the way of a man
with a maid.

Marry your sonne when you will; your daughter when you can.

Marry your sonne when you will; your daughter when you can.

Take the goods the gods provide thee.

Take the goods the gods provide thee.