Love will not be constrain'd by mastery. When mast'ry comes, the god of love anon Beateth his wings, and, farewell, he is gone. Love is a thing as any spirit free.
Full wise is he that can himselven knowe.
Abstinence is approved of God.
Ther nis no werkman, whatsoevere he be, That may bothe werke wel and hastily.
Time and tide wait for no man.
It is nought good a sleping hound to wake.