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.

Let him fry in his own grease.

Let him fry in his own grease.

We journey on in life through varied hazards and misfortunes.

We journey on in life through varied hazards and misfortunes.

He that burnes most shines most.

He that burnes most shines most.

I shudder when relating it.

I shudder when relating it.

Hope is a waking dream.

Hope is a waking dream.

Ants will not go to an empty granary, and friends will not visit
us when our wealth is gone.

Ants will not go to an empty granary, and friends will not visit
us when our wealth is gone.

Wheresoever the carcase is, there will the eagles be gathered
together.

Wheresoever the carcase is, there will the eagles be gathered
together.

Must I give way and room to your rash choler?

Must I give way and room to your rash choler?