Beaumont and Fletcher

I care not two-pence.

— Beaumont and Fletcher

To have been happy, madame, adds to calamity.

— Beaumont and Fletcher

Upon my buried body lie lightly, gentle earth.

— Beaumont and Fletcher

Then, my good girls, be more than women, wise:Before a man.

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A soul as white as Heaven.

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But they that are aboveHave ends in everything.

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After supper walk a mile.

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Nature too unkind;That made no medicine for a troubled mind!

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Philaster: Oh, but thou dost not knowThat must be lost.

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Make my breastMy heart holds.

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The devil take the hindmost!

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'Tis not a life,'Tis but a piece of childhood thrown away.

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All your better deedsShall be in water writ, but this in marble.

— Beaumont and Fletcher

It shew'd discretion, the best part of valor.

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But is there nothing else,Brothers and sisters lawfully may kiss.

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He shall have chariots easier than air,I know not how yet.

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There is a method in man's wickedness— It grows up by degrees.

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Thou will scarce be a man before thy mother.

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What's one man's poison, signor,Is another's meat or drink.

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It would talk,— Lord! how it talked!

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Kiss till the cow comes home.

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Beggars must be no choosers.

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It is always good When a man has two irons in the fire.

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Of every noble action the intentIs to give worth reward, vice punishment.

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As cold as cucumbers.

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Calamity is man's true touchstone.

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Silken restTie all thy cares up!

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You are no better than you should be.

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