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Wise men ne'er sit and wail their loss, But cheerly seek how to redress their harms. - [Loss] Wise men sometimes avoid the world: They lose it that do buy it with much care. - [World] Wisely weigh our sorrow with our comfort. - [Sorrow] Wish chastely, and love dearly. - [Love] Wit larded with malice. - [Satire] With eager feeding food doth choke the feeder. - [Eating] With his eyes in flood with laughter. - [Laughter] With sad unhelpful tears, and with dimm'd eyes Look after him and cannot do him good. - [Tears] With silence, nephew, be thou politic. - [Silence] With the losers let it sympathize; for nothing can seem foul to those that win. - [Success] With this kiss take my blessing. God protect thee! - [Kisses] Within the hollow crown That rounds the mortal temples of a king, Keeps death his court; and there the antick sits, Scoffing his state, and grinning at his pomp. - [Crowns] Wolves and bears, they say, casting their savagery aside, have done like offices of pity. - [Savages] Women are angels, wooing: Things won are done; joy's soul lies in the doing: That she beloved knows naught, that knows not this-- Men prize the thing ungained more than it is. - [Courtship] Wooing thee, I found thee of more value Than stamps in gold or sums in sealed bags; And 'tis the very riches of thyself That now I aim at. - [Courtship] Words sweetly placed and modestly directed. - [Eloquence] Would it not grieve a woman to be over-mastered by a piece of valiant dust? to make an account of her life to a clod of wayward marle? - [Wives] Yea this man's brow, like to a tragic leaf, Foretells the nature of a tragic volume. - [Countenance] Yet he's gentle, never schooled and yet learned. - [Schools] Yon gray lines that fret the clouds are messengers of day. - [Morning] Yon grey lines That fret the clouds are messengers of day. - [Dawn] Yon towers, whose wanton tops do buss the clouds. - [Spires] You are old; Nature in you stands on the very verge Of her confine: you should be ruled and led By some discretion, that discerns your state Better than you yourself. - [Discretion] You are yoked with a lamb, That carries anger as the flint bears fire; Who, much enforced, shows a hasty spank, And straight is cold again. - [Anger] You cram these words into mine ears, against the stomach of my sense. - [Sense] Displaying page 64 of 186 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
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