Who praiseth Saint Peter, doth not blame Saint Paul.

Who praiseth Saint Peter, doth not blame Saint Paul.

Fortune, delighting in her cruel task, and playing her wanton
game untiringly, is ever shifting her uncertain favours.

Fortune, delighting in her cruel task, and playing her wanton
game untiringly, is ever shifting her uncertain favours.

Few love to hear the sins they love to act.

Few love to hear the sins they love to act.

Come, let us take our fill of love until the morning: let us
solace ourselves with loves.
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Come, let us take our fill of love until the morning: let us
solace ourselves with loves.
For the goodman is not at home, he is gone a long journey.

I had rather ride on an asse that carries me, then a horse that
throwes me.

I had rather ride on an asse that carries me, then a horse that
throwes me.

Fortune favors the brave.
[Lat., Fortes fortuna adjuvat.]

Fortune favors the brave.
[Lat., Fortes fortuna adjuvat.]

He must of necessity fear many whom many fear.

He must of necessity fear many whom many fear.

Tell me, thou old man, worthy of a child's bauble.

Tell me, thou old man, worthy of a child's bauble.

When things are at the worst they sometimes mend.

When things are at the worst they sometimes mend.