I shall die reading; since my book and a grave are so near.
Come live with me, and be my love, And we will some new pleasures prove Of golden sands, and crystal brooks, With silken lines, and silver hooks.
Good is not good, unless A thousand it possess, But doth waste with greediness.
I am two fools, I know, For loving, and for saying so.
There is hook in every benefit, that sticks in his jaws that takes that benefit, and draws him whither the benefactor will.
Nature's great masterpiece, an elephant; the only harmless great thing.