“Vntroubled night they say giues counsell best.”

“Why then should witless man so much misweeneThat nothing is but that which he hath seene?”

“So furiously each other did assayle, As if their soules they would attonce haue rent Out of their brests, that streames of bloud did rayle Adowne, as if their springes of life were spent; That all the ground with purple bloud was sprent, And all their armours staynd with bloudie gore, Yet scarcely once to breath would they relent, So mortall was their malice and so sore,Become of fayned friendship which they vow'd afore.”

“There is nothing lost, but may be found, if sought.(No hay nada perdido, que no pueda encontrarse, si se lo busca)”

“Ah! when will this long weary day have end, And lende me leave to come unto my love?- Epithalamion”

“Woe never wants, where every cause is caught, and rash Occasion makes unquiet life.”

“Vaine is the vaunt, and victory unjust, that more to mighty hands, then rightfull cause doth trust.”