Francis Beaumont and John Fletcher ( 10 of 73 )
One foot in the grave.
One foot in the grave.
What's one man's poison, signior,
Is another's meat or drink.
What's one man's poison, signior,
Is another's meat or drink.
Yet what are they, the learned and the great?
Awhile of longer wonderment the theme!
Who shall read more
Yet what are they, the learned and the great?
Awhile of longer wonderment the theme!
Who shall presume to prophesy their date,
Where nought is certain save the uncertainty of fate?
- Francis Beaumont and John Fletcher,
Vice gets more in this vicious world
Than piety.
Vice gets more in this vicious world
Than piety.
But is there nothing else,
That we may do but only walk? Methinks
Brothers and sisters lawfully read more
But is there nothing else,
That we may do but only walk? Methinks
Brothers and sisters lawfully may kiss.
Lie lightly on my ashes, gentle earthe.
Lie lightly on my ashes, gentle earthe.
Nose, nose, holly red nose,
And who gave thee that jolly red nose?
Nutmegs and ginger, cinammon read more
Nose, nose, holly red nose,
And who gave thee that jolly red nose?
Nutmegs and ginger, cinammon and cloves;
And they gave me this jolly red nose.
Kiss till the cows come home.
Kiss till the cows come home.
All your better deeds
Shall be in water writ, but this in marble.
All your better deeds
Shall be in water writ, but this in marble.
To a woman, the consciousness of being will dressed gives a sense
of tranquility which religion fails to bestow.
To a woman, the consciousness of being will dressed gives a sense
of tranquility which religion fails to bestow.
