Folly often goes beyond her bounds, but impudence knows none.
BEN JONSONFolly often goes beyond her bounds, but impudence knows none.
BEN JONSONHow Fortune piles her sports when she begins to practise them!
BEN JONSONWhom hatred frights, let him not dream of sovereignty.
BEN JONSONA lily of a day Is fairer far in May, Although it fall and die that night, It was the plant and flower of light. In small proportions we just beauties see, And in short measures life may perfect be.
BEN JONSONWere Guilt is, Rage and Courage doth abound.
BEN JONSONOpinion is a light, vain, crude, and imperfect thing.
BEN JONSONThe burnt child dreads the fire.
BEN JONSONNor for my peace will I go far, As wanderers do, that still do roam, But make my strengths, such as they are, Here in my bosom, and at home.
BEN JONSONOds 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.
BEN JONSONPassions are spiritual rebels and raise sedition against the understanding.
BEN JONSONLet those that merely talk and never think, That live in the wild anarchy of drink
BEN JONSONI feel my griefs too, and there scarce is ground Upon my flesh t’inflict another wound. Yet dare I not complain, or wish for death With holy Paul; lest it be thought the breath Of discontent; or that these prayers be For weariness of life, not love of thee.
BEN JONSONThe voice so sweet, the words so fair, As some soft chime had stroked the air; And though the sound had parted thence, Still left an echo in the sense.
BEN JONSONI see compassion may become a justice, though it be a weakness, I confess, and nearer a vice than a virtue.
BEN JONSONSpread yourself upon his bosom publicly, whose heart you would eat in private.
BEN JONSONHe that departs with his own honesty For Vulgar , doth it too dearly buy.
BEN JONSON