John Ogilby

Though Strong, Resist not a too Potent Foe; Madmen against a violent Torrent row. Thou mayst hereafter serve the Common-weal; Then yield till Time shall later Acts repeal.

Loud Threatnings make men stubborn, but kind Words Pierce gentle Breasts sooner than sharpest Swords.

Of Pride in thy Prosperity beware, Vicissitudes of Fortune Constant are.

Lost Reputation hard is to be found.

One good Art's better than a thousand bad.

Those that can Help, to Hurt may find a way.

Rich Cloaths, nor Cost, nor Education can Change Nature, nor transform and Ape into a Man.

Thus at Home happy, oft fond Youth complain, And Peace and Plenty with soft Beds disdain. But when in Forrein War Death seals his Eys, His Birth-place he remembers e'r he Dies.

Fortune assists the Bold, the Valiant Man Oft Conqueror proves, because he thinks he can.

No Beast is half so False as Man.

People that under Tyrant Scepters live, Should each to other kind Assistance give.

None can Protect themselves with their own Shade. None for themselves are born.

Who Weapons put into a Mad-Man's Hands, May be the first the Error understands.

They that have Power to do, may, when they will, Pick Quarrels, and, pretending Justice, kill.

This cruel Prince that made his Will a Law.

Mercy makes Princes Gods.

True Valour best is without Witness shown.

Great Expectations oft to nothing come.

Robber of Man, who now shall give thee ayd?

He that loves Gold, starves more, the more he's fed.

He is too blest that his own Happiness knows, And Mortals to themselves are greatest Foes.

These Heaven decrees, and ever-fixed Fate. But say, blest prophet, and the truth relate; I see my mother's shade, who not her son Will speak to, nor so much as look upon: Silent she sits by sacred blood: ah, how May she, poor shadow! her …

Their oars I bid them ply, their lives to save, Death at their heels: they brush the briny wave, And soon our ship the open sea enjoy'd; But all the rest the Læstrigons destroy'd.

At last a pleasant river's mouth he finds, Free from rough clifts, safe from disturbing winds.