A Lame Beggar
I am unable, yonder beggar cries,
To stand, or move; if he say true, he lies.
Hero and Leander
Both robb'd of air, we both lie in one ground;
Both whom one fire had burnt, one water drown'd.
Antiquary
If in his study he hath so much care
To hang all old strange things, let his wife beware
Jul 8, 2014
Jul 8, 2014 at 9:25 PM UTC
A Lame Beggar
I am unable, yonder beggar cries,
To stand, or move; if he say true, he lies.
Hero and Leander
Both robb'd of air, we both lie in one ground;
Both whom one fire had burnt, one water drown'd.
Antiquary
If in his study he hath so much care
To hang all old strange things, let his wife beware
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