I still get up there every night and sing ‘What a Fool Believes’ like my mortgage depends on it. And hell, maybe it does.
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I still get up there every night and sing ‘What a Fool Believes’ like my mortgage depends on it. And hell, maybe it does.
“What is the world? tell, Worldling (if thou know it).
If it be good, why do all ills o’erflow it?
If it be bad, why dost thou like it so?
If it be sweet, how come sit bitter then?
If it be bitter, what bewitcheth men?
If it be friend, why kills it (as a foe)
Vain-minded men that over-love and lust it?
If it be foe, Fondling, how dar’st thou trust it?”
Joshua Sylvester | “Mundus Qualis”