Thus may poor fools Belive false teachers.
Love`s reason`s without reason
Sit by my side, and let the world slip: we shall ne'er be younger.
Like one who draws the model of a house beyond his power to build it who, half through, gives o'er, and leaves his part-created cost a naked subject to the weeping clouds.
What early tongue so sweet saluteth me?
I thank God I am as honest as any man living that is an old man and no honester than I.