Thus we may see, quoth he, how the world wags.

Tis but an hour ago since it was nine,

And after one hour more twill be eleven.

And so from hour to hour we ripe and ripe,

And then from hour to hour we rot and rot;

And thereby hangs a tale

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Haste still pays haste, and leisure answers leisure,

Like doth quit like, and measure still for measure.