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| Fate | Success, the mark no mortal wit, Or surest hand, can always hit: For whatsoe'er we perpetrate, We do but row, we're steer'd by Fate, Which in success oft disinherits, For spurious causes, noblest merits. |
| Fear | Fear is an ague, that forsakes And haunts, by fits, those whom it takes; And they'll opine they feel the pain And blows they felt, to-day, again. |
| Fear | His fear was greater than his haste: For fear, though fleeter than the wind, Believes 'tis always left behind. |
| Folly | To swallow gudgeons ere they're catch'd. And count their chickens ere they're hatch'd. |
| Future | With mortal crisis doth portend, My days to appropinque an end. |
| Government | Nothing's more dull and negligent Than an old, lazy government, That knows no interest of state, But such as serves a present strait. |
| Hair | And though it be a two-foot trout, 'Tis with a single hair pulled out. |
| Honor | If he that in the field is slain Be in the bed of honour lain, He that is beaten may be said To lie in Honour's truckle-bed. |
| Honor | Now, while the honour thou hast got Is spick and span new. |
| Honor | Honor is like a widow, won With brisk attempt and putting on. |
| Honor | As quick as lightning, in the breach Just in the place where honour's lodged, As wise philosophers have judged, Because a kick in that place more Hurts honour than deep wounds before. |
| Ignorance | The truest characters of ignorance Are vanity, and pride, and annoyance. |
| Insanity | Like men condemned to thunderbolts, Who, ere the blow, become mere dolts. |
| Justice | So justice while she winks at crimes, Stumbles on innocence sometimes. |
| Knowledge | He knew what's what, and that's as high As metaphysic wit can fly. |
| Knowledge | Deep sighted in intelligence, Ideas, atoms, influences. |
| Knowledge | Nor do I know what is become Of him, more than the Pope of Rome. |
| Knowledge | He knew whats'ever 's to be known, But much more than he knew would own. |
| Law | Your pettifoggers damn their souls, To share with knaves in cheating fools. |
| Law | Is not the winding up witnesses, And nicking, more than half the bus'ness? For witnesses, like watches, go Just as they're set, too fast or slow; And where in Conscience they're strait-lac'd, 'Tis ten to one that side is cast. |
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