O, what authority and show of truth
Can cunning sin cover itself withal!
I never tempted her with word too large,
But, as a brother to his sister, show'd
Bashful sincerity and comely love.
The world was very guilty of such a ballad some three ages since; but I think now 't is not to be found.
But earthlier happy is the rose distill'd
Than that which withering on the virgin thorn
Grows, lives, and dies in single blessedness.
How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank!
Here we will sit and let the sounds of music
Creep in our ears: soft stillness and the night
Become the touches of sweet harmony.
Sit, Jessica. Look how the floor of heaven
Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold:
There's not the smallest orb which thou behold'st
But in his motion like an angel sings,
Still quiring to the young-eyed cherubins.
Such harmony is in immortal souls;
But whilst this muddy vesture of decay
Doth grossly close it in, we cannot hear it.
Come home to men's business and bosoms.
Prosperity is the blessing of the Old Testament; adversity is the blessing of the New.
Men in great place are thrice servants,--servants of the sovereign or state, servants of fame, and servants of business.
Young men are fitter to invent than to judge, fitter for execution than for counsel, and fitter for new projects than for settled business.
How many honest words have suffered corruption since Chaucer's days!
Preserving the sweetness of proportion and expressing itself beyond expression.
Call for the robin-redbreast and the wren,
Since o'er shady groves they hover,
And with leaves and flowers do cover
The friendless bodies of unburied men.
I was ne'er so thrummed since I was a gentleman.
Three merry boys, and three merry boys,
And three merry boys are we,
As ever did sing in a hempen string
Under the gallows-tree.
A nightingale dies for shame if another bird sings better.
Homer himself must beg if he want means, and as by report sometimes he did "go from door to door and sing ballads, with a company of boys about him."
As he said in Machiavel, omnes eodem patre nati, Adam's sons, conceived all and born in sin, etc. "We are by nature all as one, all alike, if you see us naked; let us wear theirs and they our clothes, and what is the difference?"
Fair daffadills, we weep to see
You haste away so soon:
As yet the early rising sun
Has not attained his noon.
Do well and right, and let the world sink.
You will find angling to be like the virtue of humility, which has a calmness of spirit and a world of other blessings attending upon it.
I remember that a wise friend of mine did usually say, "That which is everybody's business is nobody's business."
Good company and good discourse are the very sinews of virtue.
Health is the second blessing that we mortals are capable of,--a blessing that money cannot buy.
We grant, although he had much wit,
He was very shy of using it.
Compound for sins they are inclined to,
By damning those they have no mind to.