Joys as winged dreams fly fast, / Why should sadness longer last? / Grief is but a wound to woe; / Gentlest fair, mourn, mourn no moe.
John Fletcher
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Our acts are angels are, for good or ill: our fatal shadows that walk by us still.
John Fletcher
'Tis virtue, and not birth that makes us noble: Great actions speak great minds, and such should govern.
John Fletcher
Great actions speak great minds.
John Fletcher
