The man whom nature's self had made to mock herself, and truth to imitate.
Woe to the man that first did teach the cursed steel to bite in his own flesh, and make way to the living spirit!
The noblest mind the best contentment has
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.
The fish once caught, new bait will hardly bite.
Ah, fool! faint heart fair lady ne'er could win.