The earth, late choked with showers

Words are like to arrows, which are easily shot out, but hardly got in again.

A good man is never less alone than when alone, as Themistocles said.

Buy cheap, sell dear.

Yea, when the Grecian Calends come (quoth I).

Pluck the fruit and taste the pleasure, Youthful lordings, of delight; Whilst occasion gives you seizure, Feed your fancies and your sight: After death, when you are gone, Joy and pleasure is there none.

Least he longs that little seeth.