Do not for one repulse, forego the purpose That you resolved to effect.

But if it be a sin to covet honour, I am the most offending soul alive.

Those that do teach young babes Do it with gentle means and easy tasks.

Every subject's duty is the Kings, but every subject's soul is his own.

Rumour doth double, like the voice and echo, The numbers of the feared.

By my soul I swear, there is no power in the tongue of man to alter me.

Is it not strange that desire should so many years outlive performance?

Beauty itself doth of itself persuade the eyes of men without an orator.

If one good deed in all my life I did, I do repent it from my very soul.

We will meet; and there we may rehearse most obscenely and courageously.

No visor does become black villainy so well as soft and tender flattery.

Like Patience gazing on kings' graves, and smiling Extremity out of act.

Whatever praises itself but in the deed, devours the deed in the praise.

Yea from the table of my memory I'll wipe away all trivial fond records.

In thy youth wast as true a lover, As ever sighed upon a midnight pillow

You cannot call it love, for at your age the heyday in the blood is tame

For such things as you, I can scarce think there's any, ye're so slight.

O God of battles! steel my soldiers’ hearts. Possess them not with fear.

Let those that play your clowns speak no more than is set down for them.

Wisdom and goodness to the vile seem vile; Filths savour but themselves.

I will keep where there is wit stirring, and leave the faction of fools.

And some that smile have in their hearts, I fear, millions of mischiefs.

the time of life is short; To spend that shortness basely were too long.

Happy are they that hear their detractions, and can put them to mending.

I never yet did hear, That the bruis'd heart was pierced through the ear

Let us be Diana's foresters, gentlemen of the shade, minions of the moon

Tis but a base, ignoble mind That mounts no higher than a bird can soar.

That's a valiant flea that dares eat his breakfast on the lip of a lion.

The apprehension of the good Gives but the greater feeling to the worse.

I desire you in friendship, and I will one way or other make you amends.

The heart hath treble wrong When it is barr'd the aidance of the tongue.

Promising is the very air o' the time; it opens the eyes of expectation.

Can it be chat modesty may more betray Our sense than woman's lightness?

The ostentation of our love, which, left unshown, is often left unloved.

Scratching could not make it worse, an't were such a face as yours were.

I durst not laugh for fear of opening my lips and receiving the bad air.

You told a lie, an odious damned lie; Upon my soul, a lie, a wicked lie.

The fringed curtains of thine eye advance, And say what thou seest yond.

The moon's an arrant thief, And her pale fire she snatches from the sun.

Things without all remedy should be without regard: what's done is done.

Bloody instructions, which, being taught, return to plague the inventor.

Young men's love then lies not truly in their hearts, but in their eyes.

Slander lives upon succession, For ever housed where it gets possession.

a wild dedication of yourselves To undiscovered waters, undreamed shores.

Foul deeds will rise, Though all the earth o'erwhelm them, to men's eyes.

Take but degree away, untune that string, and hark, what discord follows!

Discuss unto me: art thou officer, Or art thou base, common, and popular?

For in my youth I never did apply Hot and rebellious liquors in my blood.

Robust grass endures mighty winds; loyal ministers emerge through ordeal.

So every bondman in his own hand bears The power to cancel his captivity.

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