A habitation giddy and unsure A good heart's worth gold. A rotten case abides no handling. Against ill chances men are ever merry, A peace is of the nature of a conquest; An honest man is able to speak for himself, when a knave is not. Advantage is a better soldier than rashness. A fool's bolt is soon shot. A surfeit of the sweetest things The deepest loathing to the stomach brings. A good leg will fall, a straight back will stoop, a black beard will turn white, a curled pate will grow bald, a fair face will wither, a full eye will wax hollow; but a good heart is the sun and moon; or, rather, the sun, and not the moon, for it shines bright, and never changes, but keeps his course truly. An evil soul, producing holy witness, A friend i' the court is better than a penny in purse. A crafty knave does need no broker. A staff is quickly found to beat a dog. A subtle traitor needs no sophister. A little fire is quickly trodden out; An honest tale speeds best, being plainly told. A beggar's book out-worths a noble's blood. Anger is like A full-hot horse, who being allowed his way, Self-mettle tires him. All hoods make not monks. A stirring dwarf we do allowance give. All, with one consent, praise new-born gawds, Though they are made and moulded of things past, And give to dust, that is a little gilt, More laud than gilt o'er-dusted. A woman impudent and mannish grown Is not more loath'd than an effeminate man In time of action. A plague of opinion! a man may wear it on both sides, like a leather jerkin. A noble nature may catch a wrench. A prodigal course Is like the sun's; but not, like his, recoverable. A very little thief of occasion will rob you of a great deal of patience. A friend should bear his friend's infirmities. A lower place, note well, May make too great an act. Ambition, The soldier's virtue, rather makes choice of loss Than gain which darkens him. A woman's fitness comes by fits. All solemn things should answer solemn accidents. A fish hangs in the net, like a poor man's right in the law, 'twill hardly come out. An thou canst not smile as the wind sits, thou❜lt take cold shortly. A good man's fortune may grow out at heels. All that follow their noses are led by their eyes, but blind men. As flies to wanton boys, are we to the gods; Ay" and "no" too is no good divinity. A man may see how this world goes with no eyes; look with thine ears. A dog's obeyed in office. At lovers' perjuries, they say, Jove laughs. An old man is twice a child. Assume a virtue, if you have it not. A knavish speech sleeps in a foolish ear. |