Still may syllables jar with time, Still may reason war with rhyme, Resting never!
BEN JONSONMischiefs feed / Like beasts, till they be fat, and then they bleed.
More Ben Jonson Quotes
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Art hath an enemy call’d ignorance .
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My thoughts and I were of another world.
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Ods me I marle what pleasure or felicity they have in taking their roguish tobacco. It is good for nothing but to choke a man, and fill him full of smoke and embers.
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Poets are far rarer birds than kings.
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Poor worms, they hiss at me, whilst I at home Can be contented to applaud myself, . . . with joy To see how plump my bags are and my barns.
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Spread yourself upon his bosom publicly, whose heart you would eat in private.
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Cut Men’s throats with whisperings.
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A good king is a public servant.
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Mischiefs feed / Like beasts, till they be fat, and then they bleed.
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Woman, the more careful she is about her face, the more careless about her house.
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Out of clothes out of countenance, out of countenance out of wit.
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Your highest female grace is silence.
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Whom hatred frights, let him not dream of sovereignty.
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Forbear, you things That stand upon the pinnacles of state, To boast your slippery height! when you do fall, You dash yourselves in pieces, ne’er to rise: And he that lends you pity, is not wise.
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Ready writing makes not good writing, but good writing brings on ready writing.
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