“The wine-cup is the little silver well, Where truth, if truth there beDoth dwell.”
“Fill till the wine o'erswell the cup”
“And yet,to say the truth, reason and love keep little company together nowadays.”
“Truth is truth to the end of reckoning. ”
“When truth kills truth, O devilish holy fray!”
“In jest, there is truth.”
“Naught's had, all's spent,Where our desire is got without content.'Tis safer to be that which we destroyThan by destruction dwell in doubtful joy.”