"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."

"Three merry boys, and three merry boys, And three merry boys are we, As ever did sing in a hempen string Under the gallow-tree."

"Hide, oh, hide those hills of snow Which thy frozen bosom bears, On whose tops the pinks that grow Are of those that April wears! But first set my poor heart free, Bound in those icy chains by thee."

"Let no man fear to die: We love to sleep all, And death is but the sounder sleep."

"And he that will to bed go sober Falls with the leaf in October."

"Great things thro' greatest hazards are achiev'd, And then they shine."

"I'll put that in my considering cap."

"The foot in the grave."

"Drink today, and drown all sorrow; You shall perhaps not do't tomorrow."

"Speak boldly, and speak truly, shame the devil."

"Whistle, and she'll come to you."

"Let the world slide."

"Vow me no vows."

"One good turn deserves another."

"Let them learn first to show pity at home."

"He 'as had a stinger."

"Look babies in your eyes, my pretty sweet one."

"As high as Heaven, as deep as Hell."

"Thy clothes are all the soul thou hast."

"Man is his own star, and the soul that can Render an honest and a perfect man, Commands all light, all influence, all fate; Nothing to him falls early, or too late. Our acts our angels are, or good or ill, Our fatal shadows that walk by us still; And when the stars are labouring, we believe It is not that they govern, but they grieve For stubborn ignorance; all things that are Made for our general uses, are at war, — Even we among ourselves; and from the strife, Your first unlike opinions got a life."

"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."

"Sing a song of sixpence."

"Fortune, now see, now proudly Pluck off thy veil, and view thy triumph; look, Look what thou hast brought this land to!—"

"Man is his own star, and that soul that can Be honest is the only perfect man."

"From the crown of our head to the sole of our foot."

"Though I say't that should not say't."

"Go far—too far you cannot, still the farther The more experience finds you: And go sparing;— One meal a week will serve you, and one suit, Through all your travels; for you'll find it certain, The poorer and the baser you appear, The more you look through still."

"This is a pretty flimflam."

"What mare's nest hast thou found?"

"Come, sing now, sing; for I know you sing well; I see you have a singing face."

"Lie lightly on my ashes, gentle earthe."

"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?"

"Charity and treating begin at home."

"I'll put a spoke among your wheels."

"Fountain heads and pathless groves, Places which pale passion loves."

"Hence, all you vain delights, As short as are the nights Wherein you spend your folly! There's naught in this life sweet But only melancholy; O sweetest melancholy!"

"Deeds, not words."

"Of all the paths lead to a woman's love Pity's the straightest."

"'Tis a word that's quickly spoken, Which being restrained, a heart is broken."

"Weep no more, nor sigh, nor groan, Sorrow calls no time that's gone; Violets plucked, the sweetest rain Makes not fresh nor grow again."

"Something given that way."

"Then, everlasting Love, restrain thy will; 'Tis god-like to have power, but not to kill."

"Oh, woman, perfect woman! what distraction Was meant to mankind when thou wast made a devil! What an inviting hell invented."

"Death hath so many doors to let out life."

"How easy it is for men to be swollen with admiration of their own strength and glory, and to be lifted up so high as to lose sight both of the ground whence they rose, and the hand that advanced them."

"I'll have a fling."

"Perfection is the child of time…"

"He is wealthy enough, that wanteth not: he is great enough, that is his own master: he is happy enough, that lives to die well."

"Let's meet and either do or die."

"So little in his purse, so much upon his back."