Ben Jonson Quotes

He wil sooner lose his best friend, then his least jest.
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Language most shows a man speak that I may see thee.
Ben Jonson
A woman the more careful she is about her face is commonly the more careless about her house.
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I glory more in the coming purchase of my wealth than in the glad possession.
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Dowling Drink to me only with thine eyes And I will pledge with mine Or leave a kiss but in the cup And I'll not look for wine.
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Sweet meat must have sour sauce.
Ben Jonson
Language most shows a man: speak that I may see thee.
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Hang sorrow care'll kill a cat.
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He was not of an age but for all time!
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Memory of all the powers of the mind is the most delicate and frail.
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Our whole life is like a play.
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Drink to me only with thine eyes And I will pledge with mine Or leave a kiss but in the cup And I'll not look for wine.
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But I do hate him as I hate the devil.
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The burnt child dreads the fire.
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Drink to me only with thine eyes And I will pledge with mine.
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Hood an ass with reverend purple. So you can hide his two ambitious ears and he shall pass for a cathedral doctor.
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He was not of an age but for all time.
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Keep thy shop and thy shop will keep thee.
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Underneath this stone doth lie As much beauty as could die.
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Art hath an enemy called ignorance.
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Indeed there's a woundy luck in names.
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Mischiefs feed / Like beasts, till they be fat, and then they bleed.
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Riches, the dumb god that giv'st all men tongues, / That canst do nought, and yet mak'st men do all things; / The price of souls; even hell, with thee to boot, / Is made worth heaven!
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For a man to write well, there are required three necessaries—to read the best authors, observe the best speakers, and much exercise of his own style.
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Many might go to heaven with half the labor they go to hell.
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I feel my griefs too, and there scarce is groundUpon my flesh t'inflict another wound.Yet dare I not complain, or wish for deathWith holy Paul; lest it be thought the breathOf discontent; or that these prayers beFor weariness of life, not love of thee.
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There was never a great genius without a touch of madness.
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Language most shews a man: Speak, that I may see thee.
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Queen and huntress, chaste and fair,Now the sun is laid to sleep,Seated in thy silver chair,State in wonted manner keep:Hesperus entreats thy light,Goddess excellently bright.Earth, let not thy envious shadeDare itself to interpose,Cynthia's shining orb was madeHeaven to clear when day did close:Bless us then with wished sight,Goddess excellently bright.Lay thy bow of pearl apart,And thy crystal-shining quiver,Give unto the flying hartSpace to breath, how short soever:Thou that mak'st a day of night-Goddess excellently bright.
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The road to Hell is paved with good intentions.
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Words borrowed of antiquity do lend a kind of majesty to style, and are not without their delight sometimes.
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He knows not his own strength that hath not met adversity.
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