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

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

With what knot shall I bind this Proteus, who is ever shifting
his ground?

With what knot shall I bind this Proteus, who is ever shifting
his ground?

Treading softly like a thief,
Lest the harsh shingle should grate underfoot,
And feeling all along the read more

Treading softly like a thief,
Lest the harsh shingle should grate underfoot,
And feeling all along the garden wall.

To err is human.

To err is human.

A woman conceales what shee knowes not.

A woman conceales what shee knowes not.

Say no ill of the yeere, till it be past.

Say no ill of the yeere, till it be past.

How do our philosophers act? Do they not inscribe their
signatures to the very essays they write on the read more

How do our philosophers act? Do they not inscribe their
signatures to the very essays they write on the propriety of
despising glory.

Now o'er his tomb and happy ashes will not violets spring?

Now o'er his tomb and happy ashes will not violets spring?

Yet a little while, and (the happy hour) will be over, nor ever
more shall we be able to read more

Yet a little while, and (the happy hour) will be over, nor ever
more shall we be able to recall it.