:54:25
Hail to thee, noble master!
:54:38
He wears cruel garters.
:54:41
Horses are tied by the heads,
dogs and bears by the neck,
:54:45
monkeys by the loins,
and men by the legs.
:54:54
When a man's over-lusty at legs,
:54:57
then he wears
wooden nether-stocks.
:55:03
What's he that hath so much
thy place mistook
:55:06
to set thee here?
:55:09
It is both he and she, -
your son and daughter.
:55:13
- No.
- Yes.
:55:14
- No, I say.
- I say, yes.
:55:16
No, no, they would not!
:55:20
Winter's not gone yet,
if the wild-geese fly that way.
:55:24
Fathers that wear rags
:55:28
Do make their children blind,
:55:32
But fathers that bear bags
:55:35
Shall see their children kind.
:55:42
Fortune, that arrant whore,
:55:48
Ne'er turns the key to the poor.
:55:56
O, how this mother swells up
toward my heart!