ينام المتعب على وسادة من الحجر ليستريح، أما الكسول فلن يجد الراحة ولو على وسادة من الريش

“He’s mad that trusts in the tameness of a wolf, a horse’s health, a boy’s love,…”

“Mislike me not for my complexion,The shadowed livery of the burnished sun,To wh…”

“Your cause of sorrow must not be measured by his worth, for then it hath no end.”

“Affliction is enamoured of thy parts, And thou art wedded to calamity.”