Give, if thou can, an alms; if not, a sweet and gentle word.

When a daffadill I see, Hanging down his head towards me, Guess I may, what I must be: First, I shall decline my head; Secondly, I shall be dead: Lastly, safely buryed.

Outdid the meat, outdid the frolic wine.

Like will to like, each creature loves his kind.

Twixt kings and tyrants there's this difference known; Kings seek their subjects' good: tyrants their own.

Give me a kiss, and to that kiss a score; Then to that twenty, add a hundred more: A thousand to that hundred: so kiss on, To make that thousand up a million. Treble that million, and when that is done, Let's kiss afresh, as when we first begun.

Who with a little cannot be content, endures an everlasting punishment.