For whatsoever from one place doth fall, Is with the tide unto an other brought: For there is nothing lost, that may be found, if sought.

Fresh spring the herald of love's mighty king.

Rising glory occasions the greatest envy, as kindling fire the greatest smoke.

Hard it is to teach the old horse to amble anew.

Be bold, and everywhere be bold.

Nothing under heaven so strongly doth allure the sense of man, and all his mind possess, as beauty's love.

For deeds to die, however nobly done, And thoughts of men to as themselves decay, But wise words taught in numbers for to run, Recorded by the Muses, live for ay.