Over 40,000 Famous Quotes Sorted By Topic and Author
But they that are above Have ends in everything. Topic: Providence
Author: Francis Beaumont
It is always good When a man has two irons in the fire. Topic: Prudence
Author: Francis Beaumont
Three merry boys, and three merry boys, And three merry boys are we, As ever did sing in a hempen string Under the gallow-tree. Topic: Singing
Author: Francis Beaumont
Come, sing now, sing; for I know you sing well; I see you have a singing face. Topic: Singing
Author: Francis Beaumont
Sing a song of sixpence. Topic: Songs
Author: Francis Beaumont
A soul as white as Heaven. Topic: Soul
Author: Francis Beaumont
Though I say't that should not say't. Topic: Speech
Author: Francis Beaumont
Speak boldly, and speak truly, shame the devil. Topic: Speech
Author: Francis Beaumont
Who doubting tyranny, and fainting under Fortune's false lottery, desperately run To death, for dread of death; that soul's most stout, That, bearing all mischance, dares last it out. Topic: Suicide
Author: Francis Beaumont
'Twas when young Eustace wore his heart in's breeches. Topic: Tailors
Author: Francis Beaumont
Thy clothes are all the soul thou hast. Topic: Tailors
Author: Francis Beaumont
It would talk; Lord, how it talked! Topic: Talk
Author: Francis Beaumont
And he that will to bed go sober, Falls with the leaf still in October. Topic: Temperance
Author: Francis Beaumont
I'll put that in my considering cap. Topic: Thought
Author: Francis Beaumont
Go far--too far you cannot, still the farther The more experience finds you: And go sparing;-- One meal a week will serve you, and one suit, Through all your travels; for you'll find it certain, The poorer and the baser you appear, The more you look through still. Topic: Traveling
Author: Francis Beaumont
To say the truth, though I say 't that should not say 't. Topic: Truth
Author: Francis Beaumont
Vice gets more in this vicious world Than piety. Topic: Vice
Author: Francis Beaumont
O great corrector of enormous times, Shaker of o'er-rank states, thou grand decider Of dusty and old titles, that healest with blood The earth when it is sick, and curest the world O' the pleurisy of people. Topic: War
Author: Francis Beaumont
There is a method in man's wickedness, It grows up by degrees.