That we have stolen what we do fear to keep. 625 How hard it is, to hide the sparks of nature. 31-iii. 3. 626 It will come to pass, That every braggart shall be found an ass. 627 My stars shine darkly over me. 11-iv. 3. 4-ii. 1. 4-iv. 2. 23-iv. 1. 8-ii. 1. 635 Since the little wit, that fools have, was silenced, the little foolery, that wise men have, makes a great show. 10-i. 2. 636 While you live, draw your neck out of the collar. 637 The cuckoo builds not for himself. 35-i. 1. 30-ii. 6. 31-v.5. 34-v. 3. 638 A Roman with a Roman's heart can suffer. 639 Jesters do oft prove prophets. 640 It is fit, What being more known grows worse, to smo ther it. 33-i. 1. 641 'Tis the time's plague, when madmen lead the blind. 34-iv. 1. 642 The quality of nothing hath not need to hide it self. 643 "Tis said, a woman's fitness comes by fits. 34-i. 2. 31-iv. 1. 644 Two may keep counsel, putting one away. 35-ii. 4. 645 Young bloods look for a time of rest. 29-iv. 3. 646 Poison and treason are the hands of sin. 33-i. 1. 647 In delay We waste our lights in vain, like lamps by day. 35-i. 4. 648 Who digs hills because they do aspire, Throws down one mountain to cast up a higher. 33-i. 4. 649 All love the womb that their first beings bred. 33-i. 1. 650 Your dull ass will not mend his pace with beating. 36-v. 1. 651 Murder's as near to lust, as flame to smoke. 654 Flowers are like the pleasures of the world. 31-iv. 2. 655 How pomp is followed! 30-v. 2. 656 The clock upbraids me with the waste of time. 4-iii. 1. 657 The earth hath bubbles, as the water has. 15-i. 3. 658 A smile recures the wounding of a frown. Poems. id. 659 Foul-cankering rust the hidden treasure frets; But gold, that's put to use, more gold begets. 660 The path is smooth that leadeth unto danger. 661 Oft the eye mistakes, the brain being troubled. 662 Honour and beauty, in the owner's arms, Are weakly fortress'd from a world of harms. 663 Beauty itself doth of itself persuade The eyes of men without an orator. 664 By our ears our hearts oft tainted be. ib. ib, ib. ib. ib. 665 For unstain'd thoughts do seldom dream on evil; Birds never limed no secret bushes fear. 666 ib. Pure thoughts are dead and still, While lust and murder wakes, to stain and kill. ib. 667 True valour still a true respect should have. 668 All orators are dumb, when beauty pleadeth. ib. ib. ib. 669 Poor wretches have remorse in poor abuses. 670 Love thrives not in the heart that shadows dreadeth. 671 A pure appeal seeks to the heart, Which, once corrupted, takes the worser part. ib. ib. 672 Thoughts are but dreams till their effects be tried. 673 Treason works ere traitors be espy'd. ib. ib. 674 Will is deaf, and hears no heedful friends. ib. 675 Stoop to honour, not to foul desire. ib. 676 Affection is a coal that must be cool'd; Else suffer'd, it will set the heart on fire: The sea hath bounds, but deep desire hath none. Poems. 677 Tears harden lust, though marble wear with raining. ib. 678 Mud not the fountain that gave drink to thee. ib. 679 Mar not the thing that cannot be amended. 680 He is no woodman that doth bend his bow, To strike a poor unseasonable doe. ib. ib. 684 Things out of hope are compass'd oft with Affection faints not, like a pale-faced coward, ib. froward. ib. 685 Light and lust are deadly enemies. ib. 686 Drunken Desire must vomit his receipt, ib. 687 True eyes have never practised how It easeth some, though none it ever cured, Where no excuse can give the fault amending. 692 The old bees die, the young possess the hive. ib. ib. 693 To hear with eyes belongs to love's fine wit. Poems. 694 How like Eve's apple doth thy beauty grow, If thy sweet virtue answer not thy show! 695 ib. Ruin'd love, when it is built anew, Grows fairer than at first, more strong, far greater. 696 Age in love loves not to have years told. 697 Love's fire heats water, water cools not love. 698 What's sweet to do, to do will aptly find. 699 The strongest castle, tower, and town, The golden bullet beats it down. 700 Make assurance double sure. ib. ib. ib. ib. ib. 15-iv. 1. |