Francis Beaumont and John Fletcher ( 10 of 73 )
Though I say't that should not say't.
Though I say't that should not say't.
'Tis a word that's quickly spoken,
Which being unrestrained, a heart is broken.
'Tis a word that's quickly spoken,
Which being unrestrained, a heart is broken.
Let them learn first to show pity at home.
Let them learn first to show pity at home.
Nothing is thought rare
Which is not new, and follow'd; yet we know
That what was worn read more
Nothing is thought rare
Which is not new, and follow'd; yet we know
That what was worn some twenty years ago
Comes into grace again.
We must all die!
All leave ourselves, it matters not where, when,
Nor how, so we die read more
We must all die!
All leave ourselves, it matters not where, when,
Nor how, so we die well; and can that man that does so
Need lamentation for him?
Fountain-heads and pathless groves,
Places which pale passion loves!
Fountain-heads and pathless groves,
Places which pale passion loves!
Nothing can cover his high fame but Heaven;
No pyramids set off his memories,
But the eternal read more
Nothing can cover his high fame but Heaven;
No pyramids set off his memories,
But the eternal substance of his greatness,--
To which I leave him.
Corruption is a tree, whose branches are
Of an immeasurable length: they spread
Ev'rywhere; and the dew read more
Corruption is a tree, whose branches are
Of an immeasurable length: they spread
Ev'rywhere; and the dew that drops from thence
Hath infected some chairs and stools of authority.
That place that does contain
My books, the best companions, is to me
A glorious court, where read more
That place that does contain
My books, the best companions, is to me
A glorious court, where hourly I converse
With the old sages and philosophers;
And sometimes, for variety, I confer
With kings and emperors, and weigh their counsels;
Calling their victories, if unjustly got,
Unto a strict account, and, in my fancy,
Deface their ill-placed statues.
Oh, woman, perfect woman! what distraction
Was meant to mankind when thou wast made a devil!
What read more
Oh, woman, perfect woman! what distraction
Was meant to mankind when thou wast made a devil!
What an inviting hell invented.
