Edward Fairfax Quotes

Chance in uncertain, fortune double faced,

Wayward beauty doth not fancy move,
A frown forbids, a smile engendereth love.

Nor love consents that beauty's field lie waste.

The fear of ill exceeds the evil we fear.

The brazen trump of iron-winged fame,
That mingleth faithful troth with forged lies.

My mind, Time's enemy, Oblivion's foe,
Disposer true of each noteworthy thing.

Out of the hierarchies of angels sheen
The gentle Gabriel called he from the rest,
'Twixt God and souls of men that righteous been
Ambassador is he, forever blest,
The just commands of Heaven's Eternal King,
'Twixt skies and earth, he up and down doth bring.

Women have tongues of craft, and hearts of guile,
They will, they will not, fools that on them trust,
For in their speech is death, hell in their smile.

Remembrance is the life of grief; his grave,
Forgetfulness.

Nature gives beauty, fortune wealth, in vain.

The rosy-fingered morn with gladsome ray
Rose to her task from old Tithonus' lap.

Sorrow, misfortune's son, despair's foul sire.

Base affections fall, when virtue riseth.

Patience, a praise; forbearance is a treasure;
Sufferance, an angel is; a monster, rage.

The throne of Cupid had an easy stair;
His bark is fit to sail with every wind;
The breach he makes no wisdom can repair.