Tis the common disease of all your musicians that they know no mean, to be entreated, either to begin or end.
BEN JONSON
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Tis the common disease of all your musicians that they know no mean, to be entreated, either to begin or end.
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That I might live alone once with my gold! O, ’tis a sweet companion! kind and true: A man may trust it when his father cheats him, Brother, or friend, or wife. O wondrous pelf! That which makes all men false, is true itself.
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Rich apparel has strange virtues; it makes him that hath it without means esteemed for an excellent wit; he that enjoys it with means puts the world in remembrance of his means.
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To speak and to speak well are two things. A fool may talk, but a wise man speaks.
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For they have the authority of years, and out of their intermission do win to themselves a kind of grace-like newness. But the eldest of the present, and newest of the past Language, is the best.
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What excellent fools religion makes of men.
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Ambition, like a torrent, ne’er looks back; And is a swelling, and the last affection A high mind can put off; being both a rebel Unto the soul and reason, and enforceth All laws, all conscience, treads upon religion, and offereth violence to nature’s self.
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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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Spread yourself upon his bosom publicly, whose heart you would eat in private.
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How Fortune piles her sports when she begins to practise them!
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Court a mistress, she denies you; let her alone, she will court you.
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Who casts to write a living line, must sweat.
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Opinion is a light, vain, crude, and imperfect thing.
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Drink today, and drown all sorrow; You shall perhaps not do it tomorrow; Best, while you have it, use your breath; There is no drinking after death.
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