In nature there's no blemish but the mind, None can be called deformed but the unkind. In love, the heavens themselves do guide the state; Money buys lands, and wives are sold by fate. It comes to pass oft, that a terrible oath, with a swaggering accent sharply twanged off, gives manhood more approbation than ever proof itself I could have earned them. If our virtues Did not go forth of us, 'twere all alike It is excellent To have a giant's strength; but it is tyrannous To use it like a giant. Is the jay more precious than the lark, It oft falls out, To have what we'd have, we speak not what we mean. In time the savage bull doth bear the yoke. It is the witness still of excellency, To put a strange face on his own perfection. In a false quarrel there is no true valour. If a man do not erect in this age his own tomb ere he dies, he shall live no longer in monument than the bell rings and the widow weeps. If a man will be beaten with brains, he shall wear nothing handsome about him. If to do were as easy as to know what were good to do, chapels had been churches, and poor men's cottages princes' palaces. It is a good divine that follows his own instructions. It is a wise father that knows his own child. It is a hard matter for friends to meet; but mountains may be removed with earthquakes, and so encounter. I had rather have a fool to make me merry than experience to make me sad. I have faced it with a card of ten. That any I ne'er heard yet, of these bolder vices wanted Less impudence to gainsay what they did. Ill deeds are doubled with an evil word. In food, in sport, and life-preserving rest, Infected minds To their deaf pillows will discharge their secrets. If angels fight, Weak men must fall, for Heaven still guards the right. In poison there is physic. In every thing the purpose must weigh with the folly. Ill will never said well. It is certain, that either wise bearing or ignorant carriage is caught, as men take diseases, one of another therefore, let men take heed of their company. Ignorance is the curse of God; Knowledge the wing wherewith we fly to heaven. Ill blows the wind that profits nobody. Idle weeds are fast in growth. If money go before, all ways do lie open. In the wind and tempest of her frown, Distinction, with a broad and powerful fan, Puffing at all, winnows the light away, And what hath mass, or matter, by itself Lies rich in virtue, and unmingled. It is the bright day that brings forth the adder, And that craves wary walking. In time we hate that which we often fear. I'll take thy word for faith, not ask thine oath: Who shuns not to break one will sure crack both. Ingratitude, thou marble-hearted fiend, More hideous when thou show'st thee in a child Than the sea-monster! Infirmity doth still neglect all office, Whereto our health is bound; we are not ourselves, When Nature, being oppress'd, commands the mind To suffer with the body. |