Poetry, unlike oratory, should not aim at clarity... but be dense with meaning, 'something to be chewed and digested'.
Tis immortality to die aspiring, As if a man were taken quick to heaven.
Be free all worthy spirits, and stretch yourselves, for greatness and for height.
Blood, though it sleep a time, yet never dies. The gods on murtherers fix revengeful eyes.
Flatterers look like friends, as wolves like dogs.
Archers ever Have two strings to bow; and shall great Cupid (Archer of archers both in men and women), Be worse provided than a common archer?