When a virtuous man is raised, it brings gladness to his friends, grief to his enemies, and glory to his posterity.
O! How vain and vile a passion is this fear! What base uncomely things it makes men do.
I do honor the very flea of his dog.
Court a mistress, she denies you; let her alone, she will court you.
A good dog deserves a good bone.
Give me a look, give me a face, That makes simplicity a grace Robes loosely flowing, hair as free Such sweet neglect more taketh me Than all the adulteries of art: They strike mine eyes, but not my heart.