16 Quotes by Richard Barnfield

As it fell upon a dayIn the merry month of May,Sitting in a pleasant shadeWhich a grove of myrtles made.

All is amiss. Love is dying, faith's defying, heart's denying.

As it fell upon a day in the merry month of May, sitting in a pleasant shade which a grove of myrtles made.

Money is the sovereign queen of all delights - for her, the lawyer pleads, the soldier fights.

As it fell upon a day, / In the merry month of May.

Nothing more certain than uncertainties; / Fortune is full of fresh variety: / Constant in nothing but inconstancy.

Nothing is more certain than uncertainties: / Fortune is full of fresh variety; / Constant in nothing but inconstancy.

If it be sin to love a lovely lad Oh there sin I.

Every one that flatters thee Is no friend in misery. Words are easy, like the wind, Faithful friends are hard to find.