Shape your coat according to your cloth.
Blest is that government where no art thrives.
A traveller must have the back of an ass to bear all, a tongue like the tail of a dog to flatter all, the mouth of a hog to eat what is set before him, the ear of a merchant to hear all and say nothing.
Spring, the sweet Spring, is the year's pleasant king
From winter, plague and pestilence, good lord, deliver us!
Beauty is but a flower Which wrinkles will devour; Brightness falls from the air; Queens have died young and fair; Dust hath closed Helen's eye.