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The world 's a bubble, and the life of man Less than a span.[170-2]
_The World._
Who then to frail mortality shall trust But limns on water, or but writes in dust.
_The World._
What then remains but that we still should cry For being born, and, being born, to die?[170-3]
_The World._
For my name and memory, I leave it to men's charitable speeches, to foreign nations, and to the next ages.
_From his Will._
My Lord St. Albans said that Nature did never put her precious jewels into a garret four stories high, and therefore that exceeding tall men had ever very empty heads.[170-4]
_Apothegms. No. 17._
Like the strawberry wives, that laid two or three great strawberries at the mouth of their pot, and all the rest were little ones.[171-1]
_Apothegms. No. 54._
Sir Henry Wotton used to say that critics are like brushers of noblemen's clothes.
_Apothegms. No. 64._
Sir Amice Pawlet, when he saw too much haste made in any matter, was wont to say, "Stay a while, that we may make an end the sooner."
_Apothegms. No. 76._
Alonso of Aragon was wont to say in commendation of age, that age appears to be best in four things,--old wood best to burn, old wine to drink, old friends to trust, and old authors to read.[171-2]
_Apothegms. No. 97._
Pyrrhus, when his friends congratulated to him his victory over the Romans under Fabricius, but with great slaughter of his own side, said to them, "Yes; but if we have such another victory, we are undone."[171-3]
_Apothegms. No. 193._
Cosmus, Duke of Florence, was wont to say of perfidious friends, that "We read that we ought to forgive our enemies; but we do not read that we ought to forgive our friends."
_Apothegms. No. 206._
Cato said the best way to keep good acts in memory was to refresh them with new.
_Apothegms. No. 247._
FOOTNOTES:
[165-1] As aromatic plants bestow No spicy fragrance while they grow; But crushed or trodden to the ground, Diffuse their balmy sweets around.
GOLDSMITH: _The Captivity, act i._
The good are better made by ill, As odours crushed are sweeter still.
ROGERS: _Jacqueline, stanza 3._
[165-2] BURTON (quoted): _Anatomy of Melancholy,