Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none.
Better three hours too soon than a minute too late.
We know what we are, but know not what we may be.
They say, the tongues of dying men enforce attention, like deep harmony; Where words are scarce, they’re seldom spent in vain; For they breathe truth, that breathe their words in pain.
What freezings I have felt, what dark days seen,What old December’s bareness everywhere!
Make the doors upon a woman’s wit, and it will out at the casement; shut that, and ’twill out at the key-hole; stop that, ’twill fly with the smoke out at the chimney.
Golden lads and girls all must as chimney sweepers come to dust.
Beauty is bought by judgement of the eye.
It was a lover and his lass, With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino,That o’er the green corn-field did pass,In the spring time, the only pretty ring time,When birds do sing, hey ding a ding, ding;Sweet lovers love the spring.
Teeth hadst thou in thy head when thou wast born, To signify thou camest to bite the world.
Out of my sight! Thou dost infect mine eyes.
Making night hideous.