Blow, blow, thou winter wind, Thou art not so unkind As mans ingratitude Thy tooth is not so keen, Because thou art not seen, Although thy breath be rude. Heigh-ho sing, heigh-ho unto the green holly Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly. Then heigh-ho the holly This life is most jolly. Freeze, freeze, thou bitter sky, That dost not bite so nigh As benefits forgot Though thou the waters warp, Thy sting is not so sharp As friend rememberd not.

Foul whisperings are abroad

Fortune reigns in gifts of the world.

He knows what it's like to strut and fret his hour upon the stage and then be heard no more.

Where every something, being blent together turns to a wild of nothing.

In peace there's nothing so becomes a man as modest stillness and humility.

Those that are good manners at the court are as ridiculous in the country, as the behavior of the country is most mockable at the court.