No simple word That shall be uttered at our mirthful board, Shall make us sad next morning; or affright The liberty that we’ll enjoy to-night.
BEN JONSONAnd where she went, the flowers took thickest root, As she had sow’d them with her odorous foot.
More Ben Jonson Quotes
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To the old, long life and treasure; To the young, all health and pleasure.
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When a virtuous man is raised, it brings gladness to his friends, grief to his enemies, and glory to his posterity.
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He that is respectless in his courses oft sells his reputation at cheap market.
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Still to be neat, still to be drest, As you were going to a feast, Still to be powder’d, all perfum’d. Lady, it is to be presumed, Though art’s hid causes are not found, All is not sweet, all is not sound.
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Words borrowed of Antiquity do lend a kind of Majesty to style, and are not without their delight sometimes.
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The dignity of truth is lost with much protesting.
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Give me a look, give me a face, That makes simplicity a grace Robes loosely flowing, hair as free Such sweet neglect more taketh me Than all the adulteries of art: They strike mine eyes, but not my heart.
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A new disease? I know not, new or old, but it may well be called poor mortals plague for, like a pestilence, it doth infect the houses of the brain till not a thought, or motion, in the mind, be free from the black poison of suspect.
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God wisheth none should wreck on a strange shelf: To him man’s dearer than to himself.
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Fortune, that favors fools.
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Whom the disease of talking still once posses-seth, he can never hold his peace.
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Many punishments sometimes, and in some cases, as much discredit a prince as many funerals a physician.
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We are persons of quality, I assure you, and women of fashion, and come to see and to be seen.
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To men pressed by their wants all change is ever welcome.
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I now think, Love is rather deaf, than blind, For else it could not be, That she, Whom I adore so much, should so slight me, And cast my love behind.
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