Tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, Sermons in stones, and good in every thing.

To some kind of men

Their graces serve them but as enemies.

Travellers must be content.

The oath of a lover is no stronger than the word of a tapster; they are both the confirmers of false reckonings.

Those that are good manners at the court, are as ridiculous in the country, as the behaviour of the country is most mockable at the court.

Time travels in divers paces with divers persons.

The sight of lovers feedeth those in love.

Time is the old justice that examines all offenders.

There is no fettering of authority.

The fool doth think he is wise; but the wise man knows himself to be a fool.

The hind that would be mated by the lion must die for love.

The fated sky

Gives us free scope; only doth backward pull Our slow designs, when we ourselves are dull.

Though honesty be no puritan, yet it will do no hurt; it will wear the surplice of humility over the black gown of a big heart.

'Tis often seen

Adoption strives with nature; and choice breeds A native slip to us from foreign seeds.

The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together: our virtues would be proud, if our faults whipped them not; and our crimes would despair, if they were not cherished by our virtues.

The bitter past, more welcome is the sweet.

There's small choice in rotten apples.

Though little fire grows great with little wind, Yet extreme gusts will blow out fire and all.

'Tis not the many oaths that make the truth, But the plain single vow, that is vow'd true.

The poorest service is repaid with thanks.

'Tis the mind that makes the body rich; And as the sun breaks through the darkest clouds, So honour peereth in the meanest habit.

Time it is, when raging war is done,
To smile at 'scapes and perils overblown.

The silence often of pure innocence
Persuades, when speaking fails.

Though gold 'bides still

That others touch, an often touching will

Wear gold.

To have an open ear, a quick eye, and a nimble hand, is necessary for a cutpurse; a good nose is requisite also, to smell out work for the other

senses.

Though authority be a stubborn bear, yet he is oft led by the nose with gold.

There's a time for all things.

There's many a man hath more hair than wit.

'Tis holy sport to be a little vain,*

When the sweet breath of flattery conquers strife.

Time and the hour runs through the roughest day.

To alter favour† ever is to fear.

The labour we delight in physics pain.

* Vain, used in the sense of false.

To change countenance and deportment.

The venom clamours of a jealous woman
Poison more deadly than a mad dog's tooth.

There's no art

To find the mind's construction in the face.

Things, bad begun, make strong themselves by ill.

To shew an unfelt sorrow is an office
Which the false man does easy.

Things without all remedy

Should be without regard.

The flighty purpose never is o'ertook,
Unless the deed go with it.

The poor wren,

The most diminutive of birds, will fight,
Her young ones in her nest, against the owl.

The grief, that does not speak, Whispers the o'erfraught heart, and bids it break.