And teach me how To name the bigger light, and how the less, That burn by day and night.
Let me embrace thee, sour adversity, for wise men say it is the wisest course.
Men must endure Their going hence, even as their coming hither. Ripeness is all.
Would I were in an alehouse in London.
The worm is not to be trusted.
Knit your hearts with an unslipping knot.