Annihilating all that's made, To a green thought in a green shade.
Art indeed is long, but life is short.
The world in all doth but two nations bear- The good, the bad; and these mixed everywhere.
How vainly men themselves amaze, / To win the palm, the oak, or bays; / And their incessant labours see / Crowned from some single herb or tree.
So much one man can do that does both act and know.
Thus, though we cannot make our sun Stand still, yet we will make him run