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Poverty needs much, avarice everything.
Poverty needs much, avarice everything.
And wer't not madness then
To make the fox surveyor of the fold.
And wer't not madness then
To make the fox surveyor of the fold.
Better to be blinde, then to see ill.
Better to be blinde, then to see ill.
Death rides on every passing breeze,
He lurks in every flower.
Death rides on every passing breeze,
He lurks in every flower.
The thought hath good leggs, and the quill a good tongue.
The thought hath good leggs, and the quill a good tongue.
Presents of love fear not to be ill taken of strangers.
Presents of love fear not to be ill taken of strangers.
Sharp is the kiss of the falcon's beak.
Sharp is the kiss of the falcon's beak.
Sop to Cerebus.
If I can find Cerebus a sop, I shall be at rest for one day.
Sop to Cerebus.
If I can find Cerebus a sop, I shall be at rest for one day.
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.
