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Sweet Swan of Avon! What a sight it were To see thee in our water yet appear.

Ben Jonson

Fear to do base, unworthy things is valor; if they be one to us, to suffer them is valor too.
BEN JONSON

Courage Suffering Valor
Forbear, you things That stand upon the pinnacles of state, To boast your slippery height! when you do fall, You dash yourselves in pieces, ne’er to rise: And he that lends you pity, is not wise.
BEN JONSON

Boast Fall Pieces Wise
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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Art Causes Drest Near Sweet
All concord’s born of contraries.
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Born Contradiction Contrary
Folly often goes beyond her bounds, but impudence knows none.
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Folly Impudence Rudeness
Out of clothes out of countenance, out of countenance out of wit.
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Clothes Countenance Wit
The poet is the nearest borderer upon the orator.
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Orators Oratory Poet
It holds for good polity ever, to have that outwardly in vilest estimation, which inwardly is most dear to us.
BEN JONSON

Dear Estimation Hypocrisy
If you succeed not, cast not away the quills yet, nor scratch the wainscot, beat not the poor desk, but bring all to the forge and file again; turn it new.
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Crafts Scratches Succeed
A thankful man owes a courtesy ever; the unthankful but when he needs it.
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Gratitude Men Needs
Good men are the stars, the planets of the ages wherein they live, and illustrate the times.
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Good Time Illustrate Men Stars
I 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 JONSON

Another Grief Prayer Weariness Wish Wound
O, for an engine, to keep back all clocks, or make the sun forget his motion!
BEN JONSON

Forget Sun Time
Drink to me only with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine; Or leave a kiss but in the cup And I’ll not look for wine.
BEN JONSON

Food Romantic Wine
Wine it is the milk of Venus, And the poet’s horse accounted: Ply it and you all are mounted.
BEN JONSON

Horse Plies Wine
A good life is a main argument.
BEN JONSON

Argument Good Inspirational Life

Sweet Swan of Avon! What a sight it were To see thee in our water yet appear.

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