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vast tennis-court, hath made the ball for them to play upon, entreats you pity him.—PER. II., 1.

As jewels lose their glory, if neglected, so princes their renown, if not respected.-SIм. II., 2.

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By relating tales of other's griefs, see if 'twill teach us to forget our own.—CLE. I., 4.

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Death remember'd, should be like a mirror, who tells us, life's but breath; to trust it, error.-Per. I., 1.

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Few love to hear the sins they love to act.—PER. I., 1.

Falseness cannot come from thee, for thou look'st modest as justice, and thou seem'st a palace for the crown'd truth to dwell in.-Per. V., 1.

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He's no man on whom perfections wait, that knowing sin within, will touch the gate.—PER. I., 1.

How courtesy would seem to cover sin! when what is done is like an hypocrite, the which is good in nothing but in sight.-PER. I., 1.

He asks of you, that never us'd to beg.-PER. II., 1.

Here's nothing to be got now a-days, unless thou can'st fish for't.-2 FISH. II., 1.

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I'll take thy word for faith, not ask thine oath; who shuns not to break one, will sure crack both.—PER. I., 2.

I can compare our rich misers to nothing so fitly as to a whale: 'a plays and tumbles, driving the poor fry before him, and at last devours them all at a mouthful. Such whales have I heard on a'the land, who never leave gaping, till they've swallowed the whole parish, church, steeple, bells and all.-1 FISH. II., 1.

In framing artists, art hath thus decreed, to make some good, but others to exceed.-SIM. II., 3.

I do shame to think of what a noble strain you are, and of how cow'd a spirit.-DION. IV., 4.

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My recompense is thanks, that's all; yet my good will is great, though the gift small.—THAI. III., 4.

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Nor let pity, which even women have cast off, melt thee, but be a soldier to thy purpose.-DION. IV., 1.

Not to be a troubler of your peace, I will end here. -MAR. V., 1.

Now our sands are almost run;

More a little, and then done.-Gow. V., 1.

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One sin, I know, another doth provoke.-PER. I., 1.

One sorrow never comes, but brings an heir, that may succeed as his inheritor.-CLE. I., 4.

Opinion's but a fool, that makes us scan the outward habit by the inward man.-SIM. II., 2.

Our griefs are risen to the top, and now at length they overflow their banks.-1 LORD, II., 4.

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Princes are a model, which heaven makes like to itself.-SIM. II., 2.

Put me to present pain; lest this great sea of joys rushing upon me, o'erbear the shores of my mortality, and drown me with their sweetness.—PER. V., 1.

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She 'gins to blow into life's flower again!-Cer. III., 2.

Should I tell my history, 'twould seem like lies disdain'd in the reporting.-MER. V., 1.

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The blind mole casts copp'd hills towards heaven, to tell, the earth is wrong'd by man's oppression; and the poor worm doth die for't.-PER. I., 1.

The sad companion, dull-eyed melancholy, by me so us'd a guest is, not an hour, in the day's glorious walk, or peaceful night, (the tomb where grief should sleep,) can breed me quiet!—PER. I., 2.

The passions of the mind, that have their first conception by mis-dread, have after-nourishment and life by care; and what was first but fear what might be done, grows elder now, and cares it be not done.PER. I., 2.

They do abuse the king, that flatter him: for flattery is the bellows blows up sin; the thing the which is flatter'd, but a spark, to which that breath gives heat and stronger glowing; whereas reproof, obedient, and in order, fits kings, as they are men, for they may err. -HEL. I., 2.

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'Tis time to fear, when tyrants seem to kiss.—Per. 2.

Tyrant's fears decrease not, but grow faster than their years. Per. I., 2.

To me he seems like diamond to glass.-THAI. II., 3.

Time's the king of men, for he's their parent, and he is their grave, and gives them what he will, not what they crave.-PER. II., 3.

Though this king were great, his greatness was no guard to bar heaven's shaft, but sin had his reward.HEL. II., 4.

This kingdom, if without a head, (like goodly buildings left without a roof,) will soon to ruin fall.— 2 LORD, II., 4.

To wisdom he's a fool that will not yield.-1 LORD, II., 4.

Thou art like the harpy, which, to betray, doth wear an angel's face.-CLE. IV., 4.

Thou dost look like Patience, gazing on king's graves, and smiling extremity out of act.-PER. V., 1.

This is the rarest dream that e'er dull sleep did mock sad fools withal.-PER. V., 1.

Truth can never be confirm'd enough, though doubts did ever sleep.-PER. V., 1.

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Vice repeated, is like the wand'ring wind, blows dust in others' eyes, to spread itself.—PER. I., 1.

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Who digs hills because they do aspire, throws down one mountain, to cast up a higher.-DIO. I., 4.

Who makes the fairest show, means most deceit.CLE. I., 4.

We are gentlemen, that neither in our hearts, nor outward eyes, envy the great, nor do the low despise. -1 KNIGHT, II., 3.

We cannot but obey the powers above us. Could I rage and roar as doth the sea she lies in, yet the end must be as 'tis.-PER. III., 3.

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