He Is The Most Wretched Of Men

Hast Any Philosophy In Thee Shepherd? .• • • • . . . He That Wants Money, Means And Content, Is Without Three Good Friends; That The Property Of Rain Is To Wet And Fire To Burn; That Good Pasture Makes Fat Sheep, And A Great Cause Of The Night Is Lack Of The Sun; That He That Hath Learned No Wit By Nature Nor Art May Complain Of Good Breeding Or Comes Of A Very Dull Kindred.

The Bitter Clamor Of Two Eager Tongues.

Or Are You Like The Painting Of A Sorrow, A Face Without A Heart?

Although The Last, Not Least.

He Is Well Paid That Is Well Satisfied.