"All the old statues of Victory have wings: but Grief has no wings. She is the unwelcome lodger that squats on the hearth..."

"Nor doth the general care Take hold on me, for my particular grief Is of so flood-gate and o'erbearing nature That it en..."

"For of Fortune's sharpe adversite, The worste kynde of infortune is this, A man to hav bent in prosperite, And it rememb..."