Unless a tree has borne blossoms in spring, you will vainly look for fruit on it in autumn.

But woe awaits a country when She sees the tears of bearded men.

In the name of God!" said Gurth, "how came they prisoners? and to whom?" "Our master was too ready to fight," said the Jester, "and Athelstane was not ready enough, and no other person was ready at all.

He hath a share of man's intelligence, but no share of man's falsehood.

Vengeance to God alone belongs; But, when I think of all my wrongs My blood is liquid flame!

O, what a tangled web we weave when first we practise to deceive!

One hour of life, crowded to the full with glorious action, and filled with noble risks, is worth whole years of those mean observances of paltry decorum, in which men steal through existence, like sluggish waters through a marsh, without either honor or observation.