If folly were griefe every house would weepe.

If folly were griefe every house would weepe.

Chuse a horse made, and a wife to make.

Chuse a horse made, and a wife to make.

To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last read more

To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time,
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death.

A woman sometimes scorns what best contents her.

A woman sometimes scorns what best contents her.

Let your mind, happily contented with the present, care not what
the morrow will bring with it.

Let your mind, happily contented with the present, care not what
the morrow will bring with it.

Much spends the traveller, more then the abider.

Much spends the traveller, more then the abider.

The table robbes more then a thiefe.

The table robbes more then a thiefe.

God made not pleasures for the rich alone.

God made not pleasures for the rich alone.

Though old and wise, yet still advise.

Though old and wise, yet still advise.