A merry monarch, scandalous and poor. |
Ancient person, for whom I All the flattering youth defy, Long be it ere thou grow old, Aching, shaking, crazy, cold; But still continue as thou art, Ancient person of my heart. |
And ever since the Conquest have been fools. |
Angels listen when she speaks: She 's my delight, all mankind's wonder; But my jealous heart would break Should we live one day asunder. |
Before I got married I had six theories about bringing up children; now I have six children and no theories. |
Dead, we become the lumber of the world. |
E'en her fair hand, which might bid heat return To Frozen age, and make old hermits burn, Applied to my dead cinder, warms no more Than fire to ashes, could past flames restore |
Ere time and place were, time and place were not; Where primitive nothing something straight begot; Then all proceeded from the great united what. |
For all men would be cowards if they durst |
He never said a foolish thing nor never did a wise one |
It is a very good world to live in, To lend or to spend, or to live in; but to beg or to borrow, or to get a man's own, It is the very worst world that ever was known |
Man differs more from Man, than Man from Beast. |
Most Men are Cowards, all Men should be Knaves. The Difference lies, as far as I can see, Not in the thing it self, but the degree. . . . |
Natural freedoms are but just: There's something generous in mere lust. |
Since 'tis Nature's law to change, Constancy alone is strange |