My true love hath my heart, and I have his
We become willing servants to the good by the bonds their virtues lay upon us.
There is nothing so great that I fear to do it for my friend; nothing so small that I will disdain to do it for him.
Scoffing cometh not of wisdom.
Reason! how many eyes hast thou to see evils, and how dim, nay, blind, thou art in preventing them.
The heavens do not send good haps in handfuls; but let us pick out our good by little, and with care, from out much bad, that still our little world may know its king.