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.

The fault is as great as hee that is faulty.

The fault is as great as hee that is faulty.

Let an ill man lie in thy straw, and he looks to be thy heire.

Let an ill man lie in thy straw, and he looks to be thy heire.

In a retreat the lame are formost.

In a retreat the lame are formost.

The eye is bigger then the belly.
[The eye is bigger than the belly.]

The eye is bigger then the belly.
[The eye is bigger than the belly.]

Bring in great logs and let them lie
To make a solid core of heat.

Bring in great logs and let them lie
To make a solid core of heat.

He that goeth farre hath many encounters.

He that goeth farre hath many encounters.

To love is a pleasure of youth, a sin in old age.

To love is a pleasure of youth, a sin in old age.

'Tis best to pause, and think, ere you rush on.

'Tis best to pause, and think, ere you rush on.