She marking them begins a wailing note And sings extemporally a woeful ditty; How love makes young men thrall and old men dote; How love is wise in folly, foolish-witty: Her heavy anthem still concludes in woe, And still the…
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I will praise any man that will praise me.
Wisely, and slow. They stumble that run fast.
Suit the action to the word, the word to the action.
The evil that men do lives after them; the good is oft interred with their...
False face must hide what the false heart doth know.
Fortune brings in some boats that are not steered.
For when we rage, advice is often seen By blunting us to make our wits...
The sun itself sees not till heaven clears.
Alas, I am a woman friendless, hopeless!
Our doubts are traitors and make us lose the good we oft might win, by...
God's bodkin, man, much better: use every man after his desert, and who shall scape...
I was adored once too.
To say the truth, reason and love keep little company together now-a-days.
Of all base passions, fear is the most accursed.
Oft expectation fails, and most oft where most it promises; and oft it hits where...
They are all but stomachs, and we all but food; They eat us hungerly, and...
A good old man, sir. He will be talking. As they say, when the age...
This the curse of service: Preferment goes by letter and affection, and not by old...
Jealousy is the grave of affection
The happiest moments my heart knows are those in which it is pouring forth its...