Foes, friends, men, women, now are nought to me
But dreams of what has been, no more to be.

Foes, friends, men, women, now are nought to me
But dreams of what has been, no more to be.

Stay a little, that we may make an end the sooner.

Stay a little, that we may make an end the sooner.

Like St. George, always in his saddle, never on his way.
- Clement Walker,

Like St. George, always in his saddle, never on his way.
- Clement Walker,

Men at some time are masters of their fates.
The fault, dear Brutus, is not is our stars,
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Men at some time are masters of their fates.
The fault, dear Brutus, is not is our stars,
But in ourselves, that we are underlings.

Foolish tongues talke by the dozen.

Foolish tongues talke by the dozen.

Hee that lives in hope danceth without musick.

Hee that lives in hope danceth without musick.

Small endeavours obtain strength by unity of action: the most
powerful are broken down by discord.

Small endeavours obtain strength by unity of action: the most
powerful are broken down by discord.

Savage bears agree with one another.

Savage bears agree with one another.

Thoughts shut up want air,
And spoil like bales unopen'd to the sun.

Thoughts shut up want air,
And spoil like bales unopen'd to the sun.