To rise with the lark, and go to bed with the lamb.

I wish my deadly foe no worse Than want of friends, and empty purse.

I wish my deadly foe no worse, Than want of friends, and empty purse

I wish my deadly foe no worse, Than want of friends, and empty purse.

Thus much for thy assurance know; a hollow friend is but a hellish foe.

We rise with the lark and go to bed with the lamb.