Thomas Heywood Quotes
Thomas Heywood paints vivid, theatrical musings on life, war and ancient heroes.
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The world 's a theatre, the earth a stage Which God and Nature do with actors fill.
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Her that ruled the rost in the kitchen.
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I hold he loves me best that calls me Tom.
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Seven cities warred for Homer being dead, Who living had no roofe to shrowd his head. 2
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Pack, clouds, away! and welcome, day! With night we banish sorrow. Sweet air, blow soft; mount, lark, aloft To give my Love good-morrow! Wings from the wind to please her mind, Notes from the lark I'll borrow: Bird, prune thy wing! nightingale, sing!
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Death when to death a death by death hath given Then shall be op't the long shut gates of heaven. [Mors, mortis morti mortem nisi morte dedisset (dedisses).]
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Nothing is impossible to the willing heart.
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Content's a kingdom, and I wear that crown.
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That Time could turn up his swift sandy glass, To untell the days.
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Then marriage may be said to be past in all quietnesse, when the wife is blind, and the husband deafe.
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“Oh God, Oh God! that it were possible To undo things done; to call back yesterday! That time could turn up her swift and sandy glass, To untell days, and to redeem these hours.”