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To this urn let those repair That are either true or fair; For these dead birds sigh a prayer.
God's will! my liege, would you and I alone, Without more help, could fight this royal battle!
Fare thee well, king: sith thus thou wilt appear, Freedom lives hence, and banishment is here.
O the world is but a word; were it all yours to give it in a breath, how quickly were it gone!
A rarer spirit never Did steer humanity; but you gods will give us Some faults to make us men.
That which hath made them drunk hath made me bold; What hath quenched them hath given me fire.
You are my true and honourable wife; As dear to me as the ruddy drops That visit my sad heart.
Thus we play the fool with the time and the spirits of the wise sit in the clouds and mock us.
Thrift, thrift, Horatio! The funeral bak'd meats did coldly furnish forth the marriage tables.
Well, God give them wisdom that have it; and those that are fools, let them use their talents.
In such business Action is eloquence, and the eyes of th’ ignorant More learned than the ears.
The latter end of a fray, and the beginning of a feast, Fits a dull fighter, and a keen guest.
Why, all delights are vain; but that most vain, Which, with pain purchas'd, doth inherit pain.
I am disgraced, impeached, and baffled here, Pierced to the soul with slander's venomed spear.
Take heed, dear heart, of this large privilege; The hardest knife ill-used doth lose his edge.
He uses his folly like a stalking-horse, and under the presentation of that he shoots his wit.
Nor aught so good but strained from that fair use, Revolts from true birth stumbling on abuse.
There is a kind of character in thy life, That to the observer doth thy history, fully unfold.
A nun of winter's sisterhood kisses not more religiously; the very ice of chastity is in them.
All his successors gone before him have done 't; and all his ancestors that come after him may.
Give every man thine ear, but few thy voice; Take each man's censure, but reserve thy judgment.
The seasons change their manners, as the year Had found some months asleep and leapt them over.
Since mine own doors refuse to entertain me, I'll knock elsewhere, to see if they'll disdain me
When remedies are past, the griefs are ended By seeing the worst, which late on hopes depended.
I have heard it said There is an art which in their piedness shares With great creating nature.
Be just, and fear not. Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's and truth's.
Like the lily That once was mistress of the field and flourished, I'll hang my head and perish.
The Dear father Would with his daughter speak, commands her service; Are they inform'd of this?
The band that seems to tie their friendship together will be the very strangler of their amity.
All days are nights to see till I see thee, And nights bright days when dreams do show thee me.
Aand in the end, Having my freedom, boast of nothing else But that I was a journeyman to grief?
I that please some, try all, both joy and terror Of good and bad, that makes and unfolds error.
Virtue preserv'd from fell destruction's blast, Led on by heaven, and crown'd with joy at last.
Now 'tis spring, and weeds are shallow-rooted; Suffer them now and they'll o'ergrow the garden.
If you love an addle egg as well as you love an idle head, you would eat chickens i' th' shell.
'Tis thought the king is dead; we will not stay. The bay trees in our country are all wither'd.
So far be distant; and good night, sweet friend: thy love ne'er alter, till they sweet life end
What I have done is yours; what I have to do is yours; being part in all I have, devoted yours.
The voice of parents is the voice of gods, for to their children they are heaven's lieutenants.
To fear the foe, since fear oppresseth strength, gives in your weakness strength unto your foe.
Jesu, Jesu, the mad days that I have spent! And to see how many of my old acquaintance are dead!
To lapse in fulness Is sorer than to lie for need, and falsehood Is worse in kings than beggars.
For sweetest things turn sourest by their deeds; Lillies that fester smell far worse than weeds.
That island of England breeds very valiant creatures; their mastiffs are of unmatchable courage.
Nothing teems But hateful docks, rough thistles, kecksies, burs, Losing both beauty and utility.
I have had a most rare vision. I have had a dream, past the wit of man to say what dream it was.
It is meant that noble minds keep ever with their likes; for who so firm that cannot be seduced.
In love the heavens themselves do guide the state; Money buys lands, and wives are sold by fate.
But since the affairs of men rests still incertain, Let's reason with the worst that may befall.
When the sun shines let foolish gnats make sport, But creep in crannies when he hides his beams.