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Whither goest thou?
[Lat., Quo vadis?]
Whither goest thou?
[Lat., Quo vadis?]
The vulgar follow Fortune's glances.
The vulgar follow Fortune's glances.
To ask that which is unjust at the hands of the just, is an
injustice in itself; to expect read more
To ask that which is unjust at the hands of the just, is an
injustice in itself; to expect that which is just from the
unjust, is simple folly.
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.
Everything in art is but a copy of nature.
Everything in art is but a copy of nature.
Fooles give to please all but their owne.
Fooles give to please all but their owne.
A loss, of which we are ignorant, is no loss.
A loss, of which we are ignorant, is no loss.
The groundsell speakes not save what it heard at the hinges.
The groundsell speakes not save what it heard at the hinges.
The very rats
Instinctively had quit it.
The very rats
Instinctively had quit it.
