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Whom the disease of talking still once posses-seth, he can never hold his peace.

Ben Jonson

For whose sake, henceforth, all his vows be such, As what he loves may never like too much.
BEN JONSON

Love May Sake
I perceive affection makes a fool Of any man too much the father.
BEN JONSON

Father Men Parent
Let those that merely talk and never think, That live in the wild anarchy of drink
BEN JONSON

Anarchy Drinking Thinking
Honor’s a good brooch to wear in a man’s hat at all times.
BEN JONSON

Hate Honor Men Time
Love that is ignorant and hatred have almost the same ends.
BEN JONSON

Hate Hatred Ignorant
Soul of the age! The applause! delight! The wonder of our stage!
BEN JONSON

Age Delight Soul Wonder
Chance will not do the work. Chance sends the breeze; But if the pilot slumber at the helm, The very wind that wafts us tow’rds the port May dash us on the shoals. The steersman’s part Is vigilance, or blow it rough or smooth.
BEN JONSON

Blow Slumber Wind
I have discovered that a famed familiarity in great ones is a note of certain usurpation on the less; for great and popular men feign themselves to be servants to others to make those slaves to them.
BEN JONSON

Men Popularity Slave
Nothing is more short-lived than pride.
BEN JONSON

Live Pride Short
Heaven prepares good men with crosses; but no ill can happen to a good man.
BEN JONSON

Good Man Heaven Men
Ambition makes more trusty slaves than need
BEN JONSON

Ambition Needs Slave
Ready writing makes not good writing, but good writing brings on ready writing.
BEN JONSON

Good Ready Writing
Words borrowed of Antiquity do lend a kind of Majesty to style, and are not without their delight sometimes.
BEN JONSON

Past Winning Years
The Devil is an Ass , I do acknowledge it.
BEN JONSON

Acknowledge Ass Devil
Passions are spiritual rebels and raise sedition against the understanding.
BEN JONSON

Passion Spiritual Understanding
The 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 JONSON

Air Echoes Parted Sweet Thence

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