List of Francis Beaumont Quotes

Who Doubting Tyranny, And Fainting Under Fortune's False Lottery, Desperately Run To Death, For Dread Of Death; That Soul's Most Stout, That, Bearing All Mischance, Dares Last It Out.

But What Is Past My Help Is Past My Care.

Honor's A Thing Too Subtle For Wisdom; If Honor Lie In Eating, He's Right Honorable.

Kiss Till The Cow Comes Home.

There's Nothing That Allays An Angry Mind So Soon As A Sweet Beauty.

Bad's The Best Of Us.

Daisies Smell-less, Yet Most Quaint, And Sweet Thyme True, Primrose, First Born Child Of Ver, Merry Spring-time's Harbinger.

Of All The Paths [that] Lead To A Woman's Love Pity's The Straightest.

Nose, Nose, Jolly Red Nose,and Who Gave Thee That Jolly Red Nose?nutmegs And Ginger, Cinammon And Cloves;and They Gave Me This Jolly Red Nose.

Oh, Love Will Make A Dog Howl In Rhyme.

There Is A Method In Man's Wickedness; It Grows Up By Degrees.

Grace Comes Often Clad In The Dusky Robe Of Desolation.