Let us have care not to disclose our hearts to the those who shut up theirs against us |
Mortality, behold and fear! / What a change of flesh is here! |
Mortality, behold and fear! / What a change of flesh is here! |
Nose, nose, jolly red nose, / And who gave thee this jolly red nose? . . . / Nutmegs and ginger, cinnamon and cloves, / And they gave me this jolly red nose. |
Nothing's so dainty sweet as lovely melancholy. |
Oh, love will make a dog howl in rhyme. |
The true way to gain much, is never to desire to gain too much |
Thou wilt scarce be a man before thy mother. |
Upon my buried body lie / Lightly, gentle earth. |
You are no better than you should be. |