Apoplexie and lethargie, As forlorn hope, assault the enemy. — Guillaume de Salluste Du Bartas Copy Share
For where's the State beneath the Firmament, That doth excell the Bees for Government? — Guillaume de Salluste Du Bartas Copy Share
In every hedge and ditch both day and night We fear our death, of every leafe affright. — Guillaume de Salluste Du Bartas Copy Share
There is no Theam more plentifull to scan, Then is the glorious goodly frame of Man. — Guillaume de Salluste Du Bartas Copy Share
Much like the French (or like ourselves, their apes),Who with strange habit do disguise their shapes;Who loving novels, full of affectation,Receive the manners of… — Guillaume de Salluste Du Bartas Copy Share
A good turn at need,At first or last, shall be assur'd of meed. — Guillaume de Salluste Du Bartas Copy Share
God quickened in the Sea and in the Rivers, So many fishes of so many features, That in the waters we may see all… — Guillaume de Salluste Du Bartas Copy Share
I take the world to be but as a stage,Where net-maskt men do play their personage. — Guillaume de Salluste Du Bartas Copy Share
