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But my love is the cordial of souls,
Teaching by passion what perfection is,
In whose fix'd beauties shine the sacred scroll,
And long-lost records of your human bliss,
Spirit to flesh, and soul to spirit giving,
Love flows not from my liver but her living.

— George Chapman Ovid's Banquet of Sense (1595)

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Keep thy shop, and thy shop will keep thee. Light gains make heavy purses. 'Tis good to be merry and wise.

Eastward Hoe (1605)

Poetry, unlike oratory, should not aim at clarity...but be dense with meaning, 'something to be chewed and digested'.

Ovid's Banquet of Sense (1595)

Who to himself is law no law doth need,
Offends no law, and is a king indeed.

Bussy D'Ambois (1607)

Young men think old men are fools; but old men know young men are fools.

All Fools (1605)

Let no man value at a little price
A virtuous woman's counsel; her wing'd spirit
Is feather'd oftentimes with heavenly words.

The Gentleman Usher (1606)

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