Reason is our soul’s left hand faith her right.
Nature’s great masterpiece an elephant the only harmless great thing.
More than kisses letters mingle souls.
I am two fools I know for loving and for saying so in whining poetry.
He must pull out his own eyes and see no creature before he can say he sees no God He must be no man and quench his reasonable soul before he can say to himself there is no God.
God employs several translators some pieces are translated by age some by sickness some by war some by justice.
Be thine own palace or the world’s thy jail.
As virtuous men pass mildly away and whisper to their souls to go whilst some of their sad friends do say the breath goes now and some say no.
Any man’s death diminishes me because I am involved in Mankind And therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls it tolls for thee.
Love built on beauty soon as beauty dies.
No spring nor summer beauty hath such grace as I have seen in one autumnal face.