Friend, for your epitaph I'm grieved,
Where still so much is said;
One half will never be read more

Friend, for your epitaph I'm grieved,
Where still so much is said;
One half will never be believed,
The other never read.

All was false and hollow, though his tongue
Dropt manna, and could make the worst appear
The read more

All was false and hollow, though his tongue
Dropt manna, and could make the worst appear
The better reason.

He that toucheth pitch shall be defiled therewith.

He that toucheth pitch shall be defiled therewith.

Time shall unfold what plaited cunning hides.

Time shall unfold what plaited cunning hides.

The offender never pardons.

The offender never pardons.

I would have thee gone,
And yet no further than a wanton's bird,
Who lets it hop read more

I would have thee gone,
And yet no further than a wanton's bird,
Who lets it hop a little from her hand,
Like a poor prisoner in his twisted gyves,
And with a silk thread plucks it back again.

Common report is not always wrong.

Common report is not always wrong.

Hidden knowledge differs little from ignorance.

Hidden knowledge differs little from ignorance.

Fortune may rob us of our wealth, not of our courage.

Fortune may rob us of our wealth, not of our courage.