For so work the honey bees, creatures that by a rule in nature teach the act of order to a peopled kingdom.

To be in anger is impiety, but who is man that is not angry?

I would give all of my fame for a pot of ale and safety.

Life's uncertain voyage.

When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought.

Travelers never did lie, though fools at home condemn them.

Speak me fair in death.