A soft answer turneth away wrath.

A soft answer turneth away wrath.

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.

In avoiding one evil we fall into another, if we use not
discretion.

In avoiding one evil we fall into another, if we use not
discretion.

The mind flies back with a grand recoil
From debts not due till to-morrow.

The mind flies back with a grand recoil
From debts not due till to-morrow.

I'll put a spoke among your wheels.

I'll put a spoke among your wheels.

The hole calls the thiefe.

The hole calls the thiefe.

There is an hour wherein a man might be happy all his life, could
he find it.

There is an hour wherein a man might be happy all his life, could
he find it.

Water a farre off quencheth not fire.

Water a farre off quencheth not fire.

A wilful man maun hae his way.

A wilful man maun hae his way.