Haste, haste, post haste, make haste and away; the tide tarieth no man, it makes no delay. Trudge for thy life; for virtue must flie: these journeyes are rise with thee, with the poore Mercurie.
Haste, haste, post haste, make haste and away; the tide tarieth no man, it makes no delay. Trudge for thy life; for virtue must flie: these journeyes are rise with thee, with the poore Mercurie.