Maxioms by Ben Jonson
The gods
Grow angry with your patience. 'Tis their care,
And must be yours, that guilty men read more
The gods
Grow angry with your patience. 'Tis their care,
And must be yours, that guilty men escape not:
As crimes do grow, justice should rouse itself.
He knows not his own strength that hath not met adversity.
He knows not his own strength that hath not met adversity.
But I do hate him as I hate the devil.
But I do hate him as I hate the devil.
Frugality is the mother of all virtues.
Frugality is the mother of all virtues.
For a good poet's made, as well as born,
And such wast thou! Look how the father's face
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For a good poet's made, as well as born,
And such wast thou! Look how the father's face
Lives in his issue; even so the race
Of Shakespeare's mind and manner brightly shine
In his well-turned and true-filed lines;
In each of which he seems to shake a lance,
As brandished at the eyes of ignorance.