Quotes from young edward iv

On every thorn, delightful wisdom grows, In every rill a sweet instruction flows.

The bell strikes One. We take no note of time But from its loss. To give it then a tongue Is wise in man. As if an angel spoke, I feel the solemn sound. If heard aright, It is the knell of my departed hours.

Titles are marks of honest men, and wise; The Fool or Knave that wears a title, lies.

We rise in glory, as we sink in pride: Where boasting ends, there dignity begins.

In an active life is sown the seed of wisdom; but he who reflects not, never reaps.

O let me be undone the common way, And have the common comfort to be pity'd, And not be ruin'd in the mask of bliss, And so be envy'd, and be wretched too!

Leisure is pain; takes off our chariot wheels; how heavily we drag the load of life!

To Virtue's humblest son let none prefer Vice, tho' descended from the Conqueror.

The spider's most attenuated thread Is cord, is cable, to man's tender tie On earthly bliss; it breaks at every breeze.

Men may live fools, but fools they cannot die.

Truth never was indebted to a lie.

Excellent creature! How my soul pants for thee!

A prince indebted is a fortune made.

A tender smile, our sorrows' only balm.

Will toys amuse, when med'cines cannot cure? When spirits ebb, when life's enchanting scenes Their lustre lose, and lessen in our sight, As lands and cities, with their glittering spires, To the poor shatter'd bark by sudden storm Thrown off to sea, and soon to perish there? Will toys amuse? No: thrones will then be toys, And earth and skies seem dust upon the scale.

Woes cluster. Rare are solitary woes; They love a train, they tread each other's heel.

Death! great proprietor of all! 'tis thine To tread out empire, and to quench the stars.