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Spread yourself upon his bosom publicly, whose heart you would eat in private.

Ben Jonson

I see compassion may become a justice, though it be a weakness, I confess, and nearer a vice than a virtue.
BEN JONSON

Compassion Justice Weakness
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.
BEN JONSON

Ambition Conscience Law Rebel Self Soul
Were Guilt is, Rage and Courage doth abound.
BEN JONSON

Guilt Guilty Shame
Tell troth and shame the devil.
BEN JONSON

Devil Shame Truth
Ready writing makes not good writing, but good writing brings on ready writing.
BEN JONSON

Good Ready Writing
O, for an engine, to keep back all clocks, or make the sun forget his motion!
BEN JONSON

Forget Sun Time
True gladness doth not always speak; joy, bred and born but in the tongue, is weak.
BEN JONSON

Joy Speak Tongue
Ambition, like a torrent, never looks back.
BEN JONSON

Ambition Inspiration Looks
How near to good is what is fair!
BEN JONSON

Fairs Good Goodness Near
Where it concerns himself, Who’s angry at a slander, makes it true.
BEN JONSON

Angry Concern Slander
Man and wife make one fool.
BEN JONSON

Marriage Men Wife
Honor’s a good brooch to wear in a man’s hat at all times.
BEN JONSON

Hate Honor Men Time
There is no greater hell than to be a prisoner of fear.
BEN JONSON

Fear Hell No Prisoner
A good king is a public servant.
BEN JONSON

Good King Kings Servant
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.
BEN JONSON

Black Brain House
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

Spread yourself upon his bosom publicly, whose heart you would eat in private.

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