Fortune, by being too lavish of her favours on a man, only makes
a fool of him.

Fortune, by being too lavish of her favours on a man, only makes
a fool of him.

Where there is peace, God is.

Where there is peace, God is.

Who teacheth often learns himself.

Who teacheth often learns himself.

For Lycidas is dead, dead ere his prime,
Young Lycidas, and hath not left his peer.

For Lycidas is dead, dead ere his prime,
Young Lycidas, and hath not left his peer.

It is a pleasant thing to be pointed at with the finger, and to
hear it said, "That is read more

It is a pleasant thing to be pointed at with the finger, and to
hear it said, "That is he."

To be too busie gets contempt.

To be too busie gets contempt.

But who would scorn the month of June,
Because December with his breath so hoary,
Must come? read more

But who would scorn the month of June,
Because December with his breath so hoary,
Must come? Much rather should he court the ray,
To hoard up warmth against a wintry day.

Every epigram should resemble a bee; it should have sting, honey,
and brevity.

Every epigram should resemble a bee; it should have sting, honey,
and brevity.

Life isn't all beer and skittles; but beer and skittles or
something better of the same sort, must form read more

Life isn't all beer and skittles; but beer and skittles or
something better of the same sort, must form a good part of every
Englishman's education.