|
|
|
|
 | |  |
| Cudgel thy brains no more about it, for your dull ass will not mend his pace with beating. | |
 | |  |
|
 |
| | |
| And, when you are asked this question next, say 'a grave-maker: 'the houses that he makes last till Doomsday.' | |
| | |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
| | |
| In youth, when I did love, did love, methought it was very sweet, To contract, O, the time, for, ah, my behove, O, methought, there was nothing meet. | |
| | |
|
|
| | |
| Has this fellow no feeling of his business, that he sings at grave-making? | |
| | |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
| | |
| Custom hath made it in him a property of easiness. | |
| | |
|
 |
| | |
| 'Tis e'en so: the hand of little employment hath the daintier sense. | |
| | |
|
|
|
