Let argument bear no unmusical sound.

When a virtuous man is raised, it brings gladness to his friends, grief to his enemies, and glory to his posterity.

Out of clothes out of countenance, out of countenance out of wit.

Men that talk of their own benefits are not believed to talk of them because they have done them, but to have done them because they might talk of them.

The dignity of truth is lost with much protesting.

Now we are all fallen, youth from their fear, And age from that which bred it, good example.

Indeed there's a woundy luck in names.