To Be Rhymed To Death As Is

Often Extraordinary Excellence, Not Being Rightly Conceived, Does Rather Offend Than Please.

There Is No Man Suddenly Either Excellently Good Or Extremely Evil, But Grows Either As He Holds Himself Up In Virtue Or Lets Himself Slide To Viciousness.

Provision Is The Foundation Of Hospitality, And Thrift The Fuel Of Magnificence.

Take Thou Of Me, Sweet Pillowes, Sweetest Bed; A Chamber Deafe Of Noise, And Blind Of Light, A Rosie Garland And A Weary Hed.

Happiness Is A Sunbeam, Which May Pass Though A Thousand Bosoms Without Losing A Particle Of Its Original Ray.