Quotes
Authors -- Lyly
Cupid and my Campaspe play'd
At cards for kisses: Cupid paid.
He stakes his quiver, bow, and arrows,
His mother's doves, and team of sparrows:
Loses them too. Then down he throws
The coral of his lip, the rose
Growing on's cheek (but none knows how);
With these, the crystal of his brow,
And then the dimple on his chin:
All these did my Campaspe win.
At last he set her both his eyes:
She won, and Cupid blind did rise.
O Love! has she done this to thee?
What shall, alas! become of me? -- Cupid and Campaspe. Act iii. Sc. 5.
How at heaven's gates she claps her wings,
The morne not waking til she sings. -- Cupid and Campaspe. Act v. Sc. 1.
Be valyaunt, but not too venturous. Let thy attyre bee comely, but not costly. -- Euphues, 1579 (Arber's reprint), page 39.
Though the Camomill, the more it is trodden and pressed downe the more it spreadeth. -- Euphues, 1579 (Arber's reprint), page 46.
The finest edge is made with the blunt whetstone. -- Euphues, 1579 (Arber's reprint), page 47.
I cast before the Moone. -- Euphues, 1579 (Arber's reprint), page 78.
It seems to me (said she) that you are in some brown study. -- Euphues, 1579 (Arber's reprint), page 80.
The soft droppes of rain perce the hard marble; many strokes overthrow the tallest oaks. -- Euphues, 1579 (Arber's reprint), page 81.
He reckoneth without his Hostesse. Love knoweth no lawes. -- Euphues, 1579 (Arber's reprint), page 84.
Did not Jupiter transforme himselfe into the shape of Amphitrio to embrace Alcmæna; into the form of a swan to enjoy Leda; into a Bull to beguile Io; into a showre of gold to win Danae? -- Euphues, 1579 (Arber's reprint), page 93.
Lette me stande to the maine chance. -- Euphues, 1579 (Arber's reprint), page 104.
I mean not to run with the Hare and holde with the Hounde. -- Euphues, 1579 (Arber's reprint), page 107.
It is a world to see. -- Euphues, 1579 (Arber's reprint), page 116.
There can no great smoke arise, but there must be some fire. -- Euphues and his Euphœbus, page 153.
A clere conscience is a sure carde. -- Euphues, page 207.
As lyke as one pease is to another. -- Euphues, page 215.
Goe to bed with the Lambe, and rise with the Larke. -- Euphues and his England, page 229.
A comely olde man as busie as a bee. -- Euphues and his England, page 252.
Maydens, be they never so foolyshe, yet beeing fayre they are commonly fortunate. -- Euphues and his England, page 279.
Where the streame runneth smoothest, the water is deepest. -- Euphues and his England, page 287.
Your eyes are so sharpe that you cannot onely looke through a Milstone, but cleane through the minde. -- Euphues and his England, page 289.
I am glad that my Adonis hath a sweete tooth in his head. -- Euphues and his England, page 308.
A Rose is sweeter in the budde than full blowne. -- Euphues and his England, page 314.
Where the mind is past hope, the heart is past shame.
All men [are] of one metal, but not in one mold.
There is no more lovely, friendly and charming relationship, communion or company than a good marriage.
Where the mind is past hope, the heart is past shame.
