Art is long, and Time is fleeting,
And out hearts, though stout and brave,
Still, like muffled read more

Art is long, and Time is fleeting,
And out hearts, though stout and brave,
Still, like muffled drums, are beating
Funeral marches to the grave.

A Tyrant is most tyrant to himselfe.

A Tyrant is most tyrant to himselfe.

Keep not ill men company, lest you increase the number.

Keep not ill men company, lest you increase the number.

Nor am I ashamed, as some are, to confess my ignorance of those
matters with which I am unacquainted.

Nor am I ashamed, as some are, to confess my ignorance of those
matters with which I am unacquainted.

For without transformation
Men become wolves on every slight occasion.

For without transformation
Men become wolves on every slight occasion.

I will be correspondent to command.

I will be correspondent to command.

That which I just now gave, I recall, and draw back the string.

That which I just now gave, I recall, and draw back the string.

Hee that workes after his owne manner, his head akes not at the
matter.

Hee that workes after his owne manner, his head akes not at the
matter.

It is hard to abstain from writing satire.

It is hard to abstain from writing satire.