Francis Beaumont and John Fletcher

Nothing is thought rare
Which is not new, and follow'd; yet we know
That what was worn read more

Nothing is thought rare
Which is not new, and follow'd; yet we know
That what was worn some twenty years ago
Comes into grace again.

Nothing can cover his high fame but Heaven;
No pyramids set off his memories,
But the eternal read more

Nothing can cover his high fame but Heaven;
No pyramids set off his memories,
But the eternal substance of his greatness,--
To which I leave him.

Thou wilt scarce be a man before thy mother.

Thou wilt scarce be a man before thy mother.

All your better deeds
Shall be in water writ, but this in marble.

All your better deeds
Shall be in water writ, but this in marble.

Though I say't that should not say't.

Though I say't that should not say't.