I hate the countrie's dirt and manners, yet I love the silence; I embrace the wit; A courtship, flowing here in full tide. But loathe the expense, th…

- William Habington

As yourselves your empires fall, and every kingdom hath a grave.

- William Habington

Time! where didst thou those years inter Which I have seene decease?

- William Habington

He who is good is happy.

- William Habington

My soule her wings doth spread And heaven-ward flies, Th' Almighty's Mysteries to read In the large volumes of the skies.

- William Habington

No distinction is 'tween man and man, But as his virtues add to him a glory Or vices cloud him.

- William Habington

The stars, bright sentinels of the skies.

- William Habington