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But learn this custom from the flower: silence your tongue.
My love's more richer than my tongue.
Faire language grates not the tongue.
From his tongue flowed speech sweeter than honey.
'Twas but my tongue, 'twas not my soul that swore.
Go put your creed into your deed, Nor speak with double tongue.
A white flower grows in the quietness. Let your tongue become that flower.
Love's best habit is a soothing tongue
The tongue walkes where the teeth speede not.
The tongue of man is a twisty thing, there are plenty of words there of every kind.
Out of some little thing, too free a tongue can make an outrageous wrangle.
This book of Montaigne the world has endorsed by translating it into all tongues.
Keep silence, be mute. If you have not yet become the tongue of GOD, be an ear!
The bitter clamor of two eager tongues.
One paire of eares drawes dry an hundred tongues.
Explanation by the tongue makes most things clear, But love unexplained is clearer.
See what a ready tongue suspicion hath!
An Oxe is taken by the horns, and a Man by the tongue.
What early tongue so sweet saluteth me?
The thought hath good leggs, and the quill a good tongue.
A heavy heart bears not a nimble tongue.
Hee that strikes with his tongue, must ward with his head.
Give it an understanding, but no tongue.
The tongue is not steele, yet it cuts. [The tongue is not steel yet it cuts.]
Be not thy tongue thy own shame's orator.
A long tongue is a signe of a short hand. [A long tongue is a sign of a short hand.]
On Rumor's tongue continual slanders ride.
The effect speakes, the tongue needes not. [The effect speaks, the tongue needs not.]
It hurts not the tongue to give fair words.
I wish my horse had the speed of your tongue.
While thou livest keep a good tongue in thy head.
Many a man's tongue shakes out his master's undoing.
The cheek Is apter than the tongue to tell an errand.
Guiltiness will speak, though tongues were out of use
Tongues I'll hang on every tree That shall civil sayings show. . . .
Discomfort guides my tongue And bids me speak of nothing but despair.
By my soul I swear, there is no power in the tongue of man to alter me.
The heart hath treble wrong When it is barr'd the aidance of the tongue.
He does me double wrong That wounds me with the flatteries of his tongue.
This tyrant, whose sole name blisters our tongues,Was once thought honest.
For murder, though it have no tongue, will speak With most miraculous organ.
Silence is only commendable In a neat's tongue dried, and a maid not vendible.
One whom the music of his own vain tongue doth ravish like enchanting harmony.
Love, therefore, and tongue-tied simplicity In least speak most, to my capacity.
Here comes a pair of very strange beasts, which in all tongues are called fools.
Speak the speech, I pray you, as I pronounc'd it to you, trippingly on the tongue.
So many miseries have craz'd my voice, That my woe-wearied tongue is still and mute.
Ay; beauty's princely majesty is such, Confounds the tongue and makes the senses rough.
It is not, nor it cannot, come to good, But break, my heart, for I must hold my tongue.
Grief hath two tongues; and never woman yet Could rule them both without ten women's wit.