52 Quotes by Francis Beaumont

Interest makes some people blind, and others quick-sighted

But what is past my help is past my care.

Let no man fear to die, we love to sleep all, and death is but the sounder sleep.

Let us have care not to disclose our hearts to the those who shut up theirs against us

Mortality, behold and fear! / What a change of flesh is here!

It is always good/ When a man has two irons in the fire.

Thou wilt scarce be a man before thy mother.

Upon my buried body lie / Lightly, gentle earth.

Nose, nose, jolly red nose, / And who gave thee this jolly red nose? . . . / Nutmegs and ginger, cinnamon and cloves, / And they gave me this jolly red nose.