My lodging is on the cold ground, And hard, very hard, is my fare, But that which grieves me more Is the coldness of my dear.
Fools may our scorn, not envy, raise. For envy is a kind of praise.
To friendship every burden's light.
The luxury of doing good surpasses every other personal enjoyment.
Gamesters and highwaymen are generally very good to their whores, but they are very devils to their wives.
Lest men suspect your tale untrue, Keep probability in view.