Hasty wrath and heedless hazardy do breed repentance late and lasting infamy.

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.

Be bold, and everywhere be bold.

For easy things, that may be got at will, Most sorts of men do set but little store.

One day I wrote her name upon the strand, But came the waves and washèd it away: Again I wrote it with a second hand, But came the tide, and made my pains his prey.

Gather the rose of love whilst yet is time.