Doth any man live more to himself, or less to God, than the proud?
Blueness doth express trueness.
The best of artists hath no thought to show which the rough stone in its superfluous shell doth not include; to break the marble spell is all the hand that serves the brain can do.
Hoping to fashion a mirror, the lover doth polish the face of his beloved until he produces a skull.
And yet, as angels in some brighter dreams Call to the soul when man doth sleep. So some strange thoughts transcend our wonted dreams, And into glory peep.
Her lips are roses over-washed with dew, Or like the purple of Narcissus' flower; No frost their fair, no wind doth waste their power, But by her breath her beauties to renew.
Hark, how chimes the passing bell! There's no music to a knell; All the other sounds we hear, Flatter, and but cheat our ear. This doth put us still in mind That our flesh must be resigned, And, a general silence made, The world be muffled in a shade.
Conscience doth make cowards of us all.
The drunkard forfeits man and doth divest All wordly right, save what he hath by beast.
Truth is a naked and open daylight, that does not show the masques, and mummeries, and triumphs of the world, half so stately and daintily as candle-lights. . . A mixture of a lie doth ever add pleasure
She doth mean the earth to me! By earth, I actually mean dust.
God is not dead; nor doth He sleep;. . . The wrong shall fail, The right prevail, With peace on earth, good will to men.
Where the nightingale doth sing Not a senseless, tranced thing, But divine melodious truth.
It doth not yet appear what we shall be. We lie here in our nest, unfledged and weak, guessing dimly at our future, and scarce believing what even now appears. But the power is in us, and that power is finally to be revealed. And what a revelation will that be!
What though the sea with waves continuall Doe eate the earth, it is no more at all ; Ne is the earth the lesse, or loseth ought : For whatsoever from one place doth fall Is with the tyde unto another brought : For there is nothing lost, that may be found if sought.
Dry August and warm, Doth harvest no harm.
He is no clown that drives the plow, but he that doth clownish things.
Not to him who is offensive to us are we most unfair, but to him who doth not concern us at all.
Hee that should have what hee hath not, should doe what he doth not.
Love's gentle spring doth always fresh remain.