'Tis gone: a thousand such have slipt
Away from my embraces:
And fallen into the dusty crypt
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'Tis gone: a thousand such have slipt
Away from my embraces:
And fallen into the dusty crypt
Of darken'd forms and faces.

He that riseth betimes hath some thing in his head.

He that riseth betimes hath some thing in his head.

Silence gives consent.
[Lat., Qui tacet, consentire videtur.]

Silence gives consent.
[Lat., Qui tacet, consentire videtur.]

Wo be to him that reads but one book.

Wo be to him that reads but one book.

The morning Sunne never lasts a day.

The morning Sunne never lasts a day.

When a knave is in a plumtree he hath neither friend nor kin.

When a knave is in a plumtree he hath neither friend nor kin.

Love-quarrels oft in pleasing concord end.

Love-quarrels oft in pleasing concord end.

Confidence cannot find a place wherein to rest in safety.

Confidence cannot find a place wherein to rest in safety.

If you have a sword, we have a toasting-fork at home.

If you have a sword, we have a toasting-fork at home.