Like a rough orator, that brings more truth than rhetoric, to make good his accusation
Like a rough orator, that brings more truth than rhetoric, to make good his accusation
Ambition, in a private man is a vice, is in a prince the virtue.
Patience, the beggar's virtue, shall find no harbor here.
What pity tis, one that can speak so well, Should in his actions be so ill.
Valor employed in an ill quarrel, turns to cowardice And virtue then puts on foul vice's visor.
Now speak, Or be for ever silent.
He that would govern others, first should be Master of himself.
Be wise; soar not too high to fall; but stoop to rise.
I am driven; Into a desperate strait and cannot steer; A middle course.
Some undone widow sits upon mine arm, And takes away the use of it 1 and my sword, Glued to my scabbard with wronged orphans' tears, Will not be drawn.
And what, in a mean man, I should call folly, Is in your majesty remarkable wisdom.
Death hath a thousand doors to let out life: I shall find one.
Death hathhad a thousand doors to let out life, I shall find one. . . From a loath'd life, I'll not an hour outlive.
True dignity is never gained by place, and never lost when honors are withdrawn.
He is not valiant that dares die, but he that boldly bears calamity.
Malice scorned, puts out itself; but argued, give a kind of credit to a false accusation.
We have not an hour of life in which our pleasures relish not some pain, our sours, some sweetness.
I see the beginning of my end.
Let us love temperately, things violent last not.
To doubt is worse than to have lost; and to despair is but to antedate those miseries that must fall on us.
Pray enter, You are learned Europeans, and we worse Than ignorant Americans
I had not to this time subsisted, but that I was supported by your frequent courtesies and favours.
Many good purposes lie in the churchyard.
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