As many men, so many opinions.

As many men, so many opinions.

There are many waies to fame.

There are many waies to fame.

We take no note of time
But from its loss.

We take no note of time
But from its loss.

He only does it to annoy you.

He only does it to annoy you.

'Tis meet
That noble minds keep ever with their likes:
For who so firm that cannot be read more

'Tis meet
That noble minds keep ever with their likes:
For who so firm that cannot be seduced?

For washing his hands, none sels his lands.

For washing his hands, none sels his lands.

Apollo does not always bend his bow.

Apollo does not always bend his bow.

Breathes there the man with soul so dead,
Who never to himself hath said,
This is my read more

Breathes there the man with soul so dead,
Who never to himself hath said,
This is my own, my native land!
Whose heart hath ne'er within him burn'd,
As home his footsteps he hath turn'd,
From wandering on a foreign strand!

Hee that makes a thing too fine, breakes it.

Hee that makes a thing too fine, breakes it.