Up then, fair phoenix bride, frustrate the sun; Thyself from thine affection Takest warmth enough, and from thine eye All lesser birds will take their jollity. Up, up, fair bride, and call Thy stars from out their several boxes, take Thy rubies, pearls, and diamonds forth, and make Thyself a constellation of them all; And by their blazing signify That a great princess falls, but doth not die. Be thou a new star, that to us portends Ends of much wonder; and be thou those ends.

That thou remember them, some claim as debt; I think it mercy, if thou wilt forget.

The rich have no more of the kingdom of heaven than they have purchased of the poor by their alms.

God employs several translators; some pieces are translated by age, some by sickness, some by war, some by justice.

Nature's lay idiot, I taught thee to love.

If they be two, they are two so As stiff twin compasses are two, Thy soul the fixt foot, makes no show To move, but doth, if the other do.

I shall die reading; since my book and a grave are so near.