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She never told her love,
But let concealment, like a worm i' th' bud,
Feed on her read more
She never told her love,
But let concealment, like a worm i' th' bud,
Feed on her damask cheek. She pined in thought;
And, with a green and yellow melancholy,
She sat like Patience on a monument,
Smiling at grief.
Hee that is in a towne in May loseth his spring.
Hee that is in a towne in May loseth his spring.
A trade is better then service.
A trade is better then service.
He carries well, to whom it waighes not.
He carries well, to whom it waighes not.
A faire wife and a frontire Castle breede quarrels.
A faire wife and a frontire Castle breede quarrels.
When sorrows come, they come not single spies,
But in battalions.
When sorrows come, they come not single spies,
But in battalions.
There's no such conquering weapon as the necessity of conquering.
There's no such conquering weapon as the necessity of conquering.
Let the straight-limbed laugh at the club-footed, the white
skinned at the blackamoor.
Let the straight-limbed laugh at the club-footed, the white
skinned at the blackamoor.
Words pay no debts.
Words pay no debts.