Be not with honor's gilded baits beguil'd, Nor think ambition wise, because 'tis brave; For though we like it, as a forward child, 'Tis so unsound, her cradle is the grave. — William Davenant Copy Share Image
O harmless Death! whom still the valiant brave, The wise expect, the sorrowful invite, And all the good embrace, who know the grave A short dark passage to eternal light. — William Davenant Copy Share Image
Actions rare and sudden do commonly proceed from fierce necessity, of else from some oblique design, which is ashamed to show itself in the… — William Davenant Copy Share Image
Calamity is the perfect glass wherein we truly see and know ourselves. — William Davenant Copy Share Image
Aubade THE lark now leaves his wat'ry nest, And climbing shakes his dewy wings. He takes this window for the East, And to implore… — William Davenant Copy Share Image
Praise and Prayer PRAISE is devotion fit for mighty minds, The diff'ring world's agreeing sacrifice; Where Heaven divided faiths united finds: But Prayer in… — William Davenant Copy Share Image
For in a dearth of comforts, we art taught To be contented with the least. — William Davenant Copy Share Image
Go! dive into the Southern Sea, and when Th'ast found, to trouble the nice sight of men, A swelling pearl, and such whose single… — William Davenant Copy Share Image
How beautiful is sorrow when it is dressed by virgin innocence! it makes felicity in others seem deformed. — William Davenant Copy Share Image
