Like a fiend in a cloud,
With howling woe,
After night I do crowd,
And with night will go;
I turn my back to the east,
From whence comforts have increased;
For light doth seize my brain
With frantic pain.
Like a fiend in a cloud, With ...
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No bird soars too high if he soars with his own wings.
The hours of folly are measured by the clock; but of wisdom, no clock can measure.
In seed time learn, in harvest teach, in winter enjoy.
Think in the morning. Act in the noon. Eat in the evening. Sleep in the night.
For everything that lives is holy, life delights in life.
