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Opinion, a sovereign mistress of effects.
My cousin's a fool, and thou art another.
Death lies on her like an untimely frost.
How hard it is for women to keep counsel!
Such thanks as fits a king's remembrance.
Greatest scandal waits on greatest state.
Profit is a blessing, if it's not stolen.
These times of woe afford no time to woo.
I am as vigilant as a cat to steal cream.
Every true man's apparel fits your thief.
Ideas are the very coinage of your brain.
Make use of time, let not advantage slip.
The valiant never taste of death but once.
This thing of darkness I Acknowledge mine.
Plain and not honest is too harsh a style.
O King, believe not this hard-hearted man!
Evermore thanks, the exchequer of the poor
Beggar that I am, I am even poor in thanks
For what I will, I will, and there an end.
Pause awhile, And let my counsel sway you.
Then hate me when thou wilt, if ever, now.
On Rumor's tongue continual slanders ride.
Many a true word hath been spoken in jest.
In a false quarrel there is no true valor.
Give every man thy ear, but few thy voice.
Let me be boiled to death with melancholy.
Put on The dauntless spirit of resolution.
The fewer men, the greater share of honor.
The nature of bad news affects the teller.
Then love-devouring Death do what he dare.
Things may serve long, but not serve ever.
Defer no time, delays have dangerous ends.
Mine eyes smell onions: I shall weep anon.
Dissembling harlot, thou art false in all!
I almost die for food, and let me have it!
The poorest service is repaid with thanks.
The tempter or the tempted, who sins most?
He jests at scars that never felt a wound.
Time is the nurse and breeder of all good.
Most subject is the fattest soil to weeds.
When I was at home I was in a better place
O, my offence is rank, it smells to heaven
In brief, sir, study what you most affect.
Bid me discourse, I will enchant thine ear
Condemn the fault and not the actor of it?
Nimble thought can jump both sea and land.
Thus may poor fools Belive false teachers.
Let's all cry peace, freedom, and liberty!
Sleep knits up the raveled sleeve of care.
Suspicion shall be all stuck full of eyes.