If he be so resolved, I can o'ersway him; for he loves to hear That unicorns may be betrayed with trees And bears with glasses, elephants with holes, Lions with toils, and men with flatterers

I see that the fashion wears out more apparel than the man.

Tis in ourselves that we are thus, or thus.

'Twas merry when You wagered on your angling, when your diver Did hang a salt fish on his hook, which he With fervency drew up.

Beggar that I am, I am even poor in thanks, but I thank you; and sure, dear friends, my thanks are too dear a halfpenny.

Here comes a man of comfort, whose advice Hath often stilled my brawling discontent.

My love is as a fever, longing still.