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Show THE JESTER'S SERMON. "Dear sinners all," the fool began, "man's life is but a jest, A dream, a shadow, bubble, air, si vapor at the best. In a thousand pound of law I find not n single ounce of love ; A blind man killed the parson's cow in shooting at the dove; The fool that eats till he is sick must fast till he is well ; The wooer who can Hatter most will bear away the bell. "Let no man hallo he is safe till he is . through the wood ; . He who will not when ho may, must tarry when he should ; He who lnfughs at crooked men should need walk Very straight; O, he who once has won-a name may lie abed till eight; Make haste to purchase house and land, be very slow to wed ; True coral needs no painter's brush, nor need be daubed with red." Then loud they laughed, the fat cook's tears ran down into the pan; The steward 6hook, that he was forced to drop the brimming can; And then again the women screamed, and every stag-hound bayed ; And why? because the motly fool so wise a sermon made. |