Oh, love will make a dog howl in rhyme. – Francis Beaumont
There is a method in mans wickedness; it grows up by degrees. – Francis Beaumont
Oh, love will make a dog howl in rhyme. – Francis Beaumont
There is a method in mans wickedness; it grows up by degrees. – Francis Beaumont
Interest makes some people blind, and others quick-sighted. – Francis Beaumont
Let no man fear to die, we love to sleep all, and death is but the sounder sleep. – Francis Beaumont