Twere To Consider Too Curiously, To Consider

If You Can Look Into The Seeds Of Time, And Say Which Grain Will Grow And Which Will Not, Speak Then Unto Me.

Study Is Like The Heaven's Glorious Sun, That Will Not Be Deep-searched With Saucy Looks: Small Have Continual Plodders Ever Won, Save Base Authority From Others' Books.

You Peasant Swain! You Whoreson Malt-horse Drudge!

Wise Men Ne'er Sit And Wail Their Woes, But Presently Prevent The Ways To Wail.

Hasty Marriage Seldom Proveth Well.