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Once again I do receive thee honest. Who by repentance is not satisfied is nor of heaven nor earth. - [Repentance] One doth not know How much an ill word may empoison liking. - [Slander] One sin another doth provoke. - [Vice] One that, above all other strifes, contended especially to know himself. - [Strife] One whom the music of his own vain tongue doth ravish like enchanting harmony. - [Conceit] One, whose subdu'd eyes, Albeit unused to the melting mood, Drop tears as fast as the Arabian trees Their medicinal gum. - [Tears] Opinion crowns with an imperial voice. - [Opinion] Opinion, a sovereign mistress of effects. - [Opinion] Oppose not rage while rage is in its force, but give it way awhile and let it waste. - [Rage] Or as one nail by strength drives out another, So the remembrance of my former love Is by a newer object quite forgotten. - [Inconstancy] Or in the night, imagining some fear, How easy is a bush suppos'd a bear! - [Fear] Or, having sworn too hard a keeping oath; Study to break it and not break my troth. - [Oaths] Order gave each thing view. - [Order] Ornament is but the gilded shore To a most dangerous sea; the beauteous scarf Veiling an Indian; beauty, in a word, The seeming truth which cunning times put on To entrap the wisest. - [Ornament] Orpheus' lute was strung with poets' sinews; Whose golden touch could soften steel and stones; Make tigers tame and huge leviathans Forsake unsounded deeps to dance on sands. - [Music] Our enemies are our outward consciences. - [Enemies] Our fancies are more giddy and unfirm, more longing, wavering, sooner lost and won, than women's are. - [Fancy] Our poesy is as a Gum, which oozes From whence 'tis nourish'd: The fire i' the flint Shows not till it be struck; our gentle Flame Provokes itself, and, like the current, flies Each bound it chafes. - [Inspiration] Our remedies oft in ourselves do, Which we ascribe to Heav'n. The fated sky Gives us free scope; only doth backward pull Our slow designs, when we ourselves are dull. - [Industry] Our thoughts are ours, their ends none of our own. - [Thought] Our virtues would be proud if our faults whipped them not; and our crimes would despair if they were not cherished by our virtues. - [Virtue] Our wills and fates do so contrary run That our devices still are overthrown; Our thoughts are ours, their ends none of our own. - [Fate] Pacing through the forest, Chewing the cud of sweet and bitter fancy. - [Fancy] Pain pays the income of each precious thing. - [Pain] Pardon, gentles all, the flat unraised spirits that have dared on this unworthy scaffold to bring forth so great an object. - [Scaffold] Displaying page 39 of 187 for this author: << Prev Next >> 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26 27 28 29 30 31 32 33 34 35 36 37 38 [39] 40 41 42 43 44 45 46 47 48 49 50 51 52 53 54 55 56 57 58 59 60 61 62 63 64 65 66 67 68 69 70 71 72 73 74 75 76 77 78 79 80 81 82 83 84 85 86 87 88 89 90 91 92 93 94 95 96 97 98 99 100 101 102 103 104 105 106 107 108 109 110 111 112 113 114 115 116 117 118 119 120 121 122 123 124 125 126 127 128 129 130 131 132 133 134 135 136 137 138 139 140 141 142 143 144 145 146 147 148 149 150 151 152 153 154 155 156 157 158 159 160 161 162 163 164 165 166 167 168 169 170 171 172 173 174 175 176 177 178 179 180 181 182 183 184 185 186 187
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