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Far more seemly to have thy study full of books, than thy purse full of money.
John Lyly
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John Lyly
Died: 1606
Died: November 18
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Kent
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Thou art an heyre to fayre lying, that is nothing, if thou be disinherited of learning, for better were it to thee to inherite righteousnesse then riches, and far more seemly were if for thee to haue thy Studie full of bookes, then thy pursse full of mony.
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The empty vessel giveth a greater sound than the full barrel.
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A comely olde man as busie as a bee.
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When adversities flow, then love ebbs but friendship standeth stiffly in storms.
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In misery it is great comfort to have a companion.
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The slothful are always ready to engage in idle talk of what will be done tomorrow, and every day after.
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I thank you for nothing, because I understand nothing.
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Marriages are made in heaven and consummated on Earth.
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If love be a god, why should not lovers be virtuous?
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None but the lark so shrill and clear Now at heaven's gate she claps her wings, The morn not waking till she sings.
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It is the eye of the master that fatteth the horse, and the love of the woman that maketh the man.
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The bee that hath honey in her mouth hath a sting in her tail.
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As the best wine doth make the sharpest vinegar, so the deepest love turns to the deadliest hate.
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The wound that bleedeth inward is most dangerous.
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Where the mind is past hope, the heart is past shame.
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Long quaffing maketh a short lyfe.
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Thou shalt come out of a warme Sunne into God's blessing.
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Where the streame runneth smoothest, the water is deepest.
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A heat full of coldness, a sweet full of bitterness, a pain full of pleasantness, which maketh thoughts have eyes and hearts ears, bred by desire, nursed by delight, weaned by jealousy, kill'd by dissembling, buried by ingratitude, and this is love.
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As love knoweth no lawes, so it regardeth no conditions
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