Wise men never sit and wail their loss, but cheerily seek how to redress their harms.
And men my prophet wail deride!
Such night in England ne'er had been, nor ne'er again shall be.
Alas! the praise given to the ear
Ne'er was nor ne'er can be sincere.
I ne'er could any lustre see In eyes that would not look on me; I ne'er saw nectar on a lip But where my own did hope to sip.
Who ne'er his bread in sorrow ate, Who ne'er the mournful midnight hours Weeping upon his bed has sate, He knows you not, ye Heavenly Powers.
Wouldst thou wisely, and with pleasure,
Pass the days of life's short measure,
From the slow one counsel take,
But a tool of him ne'er make;
Ne'er as friend the swift one know,
Nor the constant one as foe.
Ne'er to meet, or ne'er to part, is peace.
A little too wise, they say, do ne'er live long.
Let a man be ne'er so wise, he may be caught with sober lies.
Sit by my side, and let the world slip: we shall ne'er be younger.
Tis strange the miser should his cares employTo gain those riches he can ne'er enjoy;Is it less strange the prodigal should wasteHis wealth to purchase what he ne'er can taste?
I'm a lost soul. We do wail.
Though lust do masque in ne'er so strange disguise she's oft found witty, but is never wise.