Fall Greeks; fail fame; honour or go or stay; My major vow lies here, this I'll obey.

All pride is willing pride.

For they are yet ear-kissing arguments.

There is some soul of goodness in things evil, Would men observingly distill it out.

Read o'er this And after, this, and then to breakfast with What appetite you have.

What is a man, if his chief good and market of his time be but to sleep and feed? a beast, no more. Sure he that made us with such large discourse, looking before and after, gave us not that capability and god-like reason to fust in us unused.

Rich honesty dwells like a miser, Sir, in a poor house; as your pearl in your foul oyster.