Fame is the spur that the clear spirit doth raise,
(That last infirmity of noble mind)
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Fame is the spur that the clear spirit doth raise,
(That last infirmity of noble mind)
To scorn delights, and live laborious days;
But the fair guerdon when we hope to find,
And think to burst out into sudden blaze,
Comes the blind Fury with th' abhorred shears,
And slits the thin-spun life.

Harp not on that string, madam; that is past.

Harp not on that string, madam; that is past.

Men's language is as their lives.

Men's language is as their lives.

The table robbes more then a thiefe.

The table robbes more then a thiefe.

That which sufficeth is not little.

That which sufficeth is not little.

With bated breath we offer wicked vows.

With bated breath we offer wicked vows.

Let not him that feares feathers come among wild-foule.

Let not him that feares feathers come among wild-foule.

As shines the moon in clouded skies,
She in her poor attire was seen.

As shines the moon in clouded skies,
She in her poor attire was seen.

Turn about is fair play.

Turn about is fair play.