For gnarling sorrow hath less power to bite
The man, that mocks at it, and sets it light.

For gnarling sorrow hath less power to bite
The man, that mocks at it, and sets it light.

Then happy those, beloved of heaven,
To whom the mingled cup is given;
Whose lenient sorrow find read more

Then happy those, beloved of heaven,
To whom the mingled cup is given;
Whose lenient sorrow find relief,
Whose joys are chastened by their grief.

The most detestable race of enemies are flatterers.

The most detestable race of enemies are flatterers.

For the air of youth,
Hopeful and cheerful, in thy blood will reign
A melancholy damp of read more

For the air of youth,
Hopeful and cheerful, in thy blood will reign
A melancholy damp of cold and dry
To weigh thy spirits down, and last consume
The balm of life.

Health and mony goe farre.

Health and mony goe farre.

We have not wings, we cannot soar,
But we have feet to scale and climb
By slow read more

We have not wings, we cannot soar,
But we have feet to scale and climb
By slow degrees, by more and more,
The cloudy summits of our time.

The smallest worm will turn, being trodden on.

The smallest worm will turn, being trodden on.

It's no sure rule to fish with a cros-bow.

It's no sure rule to fish with a cros-bow.

All is not gold that glisters.

All is not gold that glisters.