The spring is a lively emblem of the Resurrection..

I am obnoxious to each carping tongue/ Who says my hand a needle better fits./ A poet's pen all scorn I should thus wrong/ For such despite they cast….

It is reported of the peacock that priding himself in his gay feathers he ruffles them up; but spying his black feet he soon lets fall his plumes. So….

If ever two were one, then surely we. If ever man were loved by wife, then thee..

If we had not winter, the spring would not be so pleasant; if we did not sometimes taste of adversity, prosperity would not be so welcome..

Youth is the time of getting, middle age of improving, and old age of spending; a negligent youth is usually attended by an ignorant middle age, and ….

When I behold the heavens as in their prime, And then the earth (though old) still clad in green, The stones and trees, insensible of time, Nor age n….

O Time the fatal wrack of mortal things, That draws oblivion's curtains over kings; Their sumptuous monuments, men know them not, Their names without….

My age I will not once lament, / But sing, my time so near is spent..

But man grows old, lies down, remains where once he's laid..

If what I do prove well, it won't advance. They'll say it's stolen, or else it was by chance..

Iron till it be thoroughly heated is incapable to be wrought; so God sees good to cast some men into the furnace of affliction, and then beats them o….

I wish my Sun may never set, but burn..

We must, therefore, be here as strangers and pilgrims, that we may plainly declare that we seek a city above..

Some laborers have hard hands, and old sinners have brawny consciences..

What to my Saviour shall I giveWho freely hath done this for me?I'll serve him here whilst I shall liveAnd Loue him to Eternity.

My love is such that Rivers cannot quench, Nor ought but love from thee, give recompence. Thy love is such I can no way repay, The heavens rewa….

And time brings down what is both strong and tall. But plants new set to be eradicate, And buds new blown, to have so short a date, Is by his hand al….

Let Greeks be Greeks, and women what they are..

The world no longer lets me love, My hope and treasure are above..

Sweet words are like honey, a little may refresh, but too much gluts the stomach..