Though I am young, and cannot tell
Either what Death or Love is well,
Yet I have heard they both bear darts,
And both do aim at human hearts.
And then again, I have been told
Love wounds with heat, as Death with cold;
So that I fear they do but bring
Extremes to touch, and mean one thing.
As in a ruin we it call
One thing to be blown up, or fall;
Or to our end like way may have
By a flash of lightning, or a wave;
So Love’s inflamèd shaft or brand
May kill as soon as Death’s cold hand;
Except Love’s fires the virtue have
To fight the frost out of the grave.
The road to Hell is paved with good intentions.
Ben JonsonMots clés advice
He wil sooner lose his best friend, then his least jest.
Ben JonsonMots clés vanity
He knows not his own strength that hath not met adversity.
Ben JonsonWords borrowed of antiquity do lend a kind of majesty to style, and are not without their delight sometimes.
Ben JonsonMots clés words language antiquity
There was never a great genius without a touch of madness.
Ben JonsonMots clés greatness madness genius touched
Drink today, and drown all sorrow;
You shall perhaps not do it tomorrow;
Best, while you have it, use your breath;
There is no drinking after death.
Language most shews a man: Speak, that I may see thee.
Ben JonsonRiches, 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!
Ben JonsonMots clés virtue
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Mischiefs feed / Like beasts, till they be fat, and then they bleed.
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