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
It is more noble by silence to avoid an injury than by argument to overcome it. – Francis Beaumont
Interest makes some people blind, and others quick-sighted. – Francis Beaumont