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The pleasure of what we enjoy is lost by coveting more.
The pleasure of what we enjoy is lost by coveting more.
The man that hails you Tom or Jack,
And proves by thumps upon your back
How he read more
The man that hails you Tom or Jack,
And proves by thumps upon your back
How he esteems your merit,
Is such a friend, that one had need
Be very much his friend indeed
To pardon or to bear it.
Time puts an end to speculation in opinions, and confirms the
laws of nature.
Time puts an end to speculation in opinions, and confirms the
laws of nature.
To live with them is far less sweet,
Than to remember thee!
To live with them is far less sweet,
Than to remember thee!
Look not upon the wine when it is read, when it giveth his colour
in the cup, when it read more
Look not upon the wine when it is read, when it giveth his colour
in the cup, when it moveth itself aright.
At the last it biteth like a serpent, and stingeth like an adder.
Howe'er it be, it seems to me,
'Tis only noble to be good;
Kind hearts are more read more
Howe'er it be, it seems to me,
'Tis only noble to be good;
Kind hearts are more than coronets,
And simple faith than Norman blood.
Whither goest thou?
[Lat., Quo vadis?]
Whither goest thou?
[Lat., Quo vadis?]
The finest edge is made with the blunt whetstone.
The finest edge is made with the blunt whetstone.
I'll potch at him some way;
Or wrath or craft may get him.
I'll potch at him some way;
Or wrath or craft may get him.
