You, and your lady, Take from my heart all thankfulness!

With caution judge of probability. Things deemed unlikely, e'en impossible, experience oft hath proved to be true.

The empty vessel makes the loudest sound.

Slanders, sir, for the satirical rogue says here that old men have grey beards, that their faces are wrinkled, their eyes purging think amber and plum-tree gum, and that they have a plentiful lack of wit, together with most weak hams.

O world, how apt the poor are to be proud!

O sleep, O gentle sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frightened thee, 1710. That thou no more will weigh my eyelids down, And steep my senses in forgetfulness?

There is flattery in friendship.