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.
BEN JONSONIt is the highest of earthly honors to be descended from the great and good. They alone cry out against a noble ancestry who have none of their own.
More Ben Jonson Quotes
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The covetous man never has money. The prodigal will have none shortly.
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The pipe marks the point at which the orangutan ends and man begins.
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Poets are far rarer birds than kings.
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For whose sake, henceforth, all his vows be such, As what he loves may never like too much.
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I have no urns, no dusty monuments; No broken images of ancestors, Wanting an ear, or nose; no forged tales Of long descents, to boast false honors from.
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True happiness consists not in the multitude of friends, but in the worth and choice.
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I’ll give anything for a good copy now, be it true or false, so it be news.
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Language most shows a man; speak that I may see thee; it springs out of the most retired and inmost parts of us, and is the image of the parent of it, the mind. No glass renders a man’s form or likeness so true as his speech.
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As it is a great point of art, when our matter requires it, to enlarge and veer out all sail, so to take it in and contract it is of no less praise when the argument doth ask it.
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How ready is heaven to those that pray!
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Well, I will scourge those apes, And to these courteous eyes oppose a mirror, As large as is the stage whereon we act; Where they shall see the time’s deformity Anatomised in every nerve, and sinew, With constant courage, and contempt of fear.
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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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Cut Men’s throats with whisperings.
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There is no greater hell than to be a prisoner of fear.
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Let those that merely talk and never think, That live in the wild anarchy of drink
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