"We may talk what we please," he cries in his enthusiasm for the oldest of the arts, "of lilies, and lions rampant, and spread eagles, in fields d'or or d'argent; but, if heraldry were guided by reason, a plough in a field arable would be the most noble and ancient arms."

Acquaintance I would have, but when it depends; not on number, but the choice of friends.

The present is an eternal now.

All the world's bravery that delights our eyes is but thy several liveries.

This only grant me, that my means may lie, too low for envy, for contempt to high.

Hope! fortune's cheating lottery; when for one prize an hundred blanks there be!

As for being much known by sight, and pointed out, I cannot comprehend the honor that lies withal; whatsoever it be, every mountebank has it more than the best doctor.