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The first vertue, sone, if thou wilt lerne,
Is to restreyne and kepen wel thy tonge.
The first vertue, sone, if thou wilt lerne,
Is to restreyne and kepen wel thy tonge.
So on the tip of his subduing tongue
All kinds of arguments and question deep,
All replication read more
So on the tip of his subduing tongue
All kinds of arguments and question deep,
All replication prompt and reason strong,
For his advantage still did wake and sleep.
To make the weeper laugh, the laugher weep,
He had the dialect and different skill,
Catching all passions in his craft of will; . . .
She openeth her mouth with wisdom; and in her tongue is the law
of kindness.
She openeth her mouth with wisdom; and in her tongue is the law
of kindness.
For every kind of beasts, and of birds, and of serpents, and of
things in the sea, is tamed, read more
For every kind of beasts, and of birds, and of serpents, and of
things in the sea, is tamed, and hath been tamed of mankind:
But the tongue can no man tame; it is an unruly evil, full of
deadly poison.
All swol'n with chafing, down Adonis sits,
Banning his boist'rous and unruly beast;
And now the happy read more
All swol'n with chafing, down Adonis sits,
Banning his boist'rous and unruly beast;
And now the happy season once more fits
That lovesick Love by pleading may be blest;
For lovers say the heart hath treble wrong
When it is barred the aidance of the tongue.
Tongues I'll hang on every tree
That shall civil sayings show. . . .
Tongues I'll hang on every tree
That shall civil sayings show. . . .
The language I have learnt these forty years,
My native English, now I must forgo;
And now read more
The language I have learnt these forty years,
My native English, now I must forgo;
And now my tongue's use is to me no more
Than an unstringed viol or a harp,
Or like a cunning instrument cased up
Or, being open, put into his hands
That knows no touch to tune the harmony.
Since word is thrall, and thought is free,
Keep well thy tongue, I counsel thee.
Since word is thrall, and thought is free,
Keep well thy tongue, I counsel thee.
I should think your tongue has broken its chain.
I should think your tongue has broken its chain.