25 ordspråk av John Lyly
John Lyly
 He that loseth his honesty hath nothing else to lose. |
| As the best wine doth make the sharpest vinegar, so the deepest love turneth to the deadliest hate. |
| To give reason for fancy were to weigh the fire, and measure the wind |
| The true measure of life is not length, but honesty. |
| Where the mind is past hope, the heart is past shame |
| None but the lark so shrill and clear; / How at heaven's gates she claps her wings, / The morn not waking till she sings. |
| It seems to me (said she) that you are in some brown study. |
| Cupid and my Campaspe played / At cards for kisses, Cupid paid. |
| Many strokes overthrow the tallest oaks. |
| Long quaffing maketh a short lyfe |
| It is a blind goose that cometh to the fox's sermon |
| Time draweth wrinkles in a fair face, but addeth fresh colors to a fast friend, which neither heat, nor cold, nor misery, nor place, nor destiny, can alter or diminish |
| The sun shineth upon the dunghill, and is not corrupted |
| There can no great smoke arise, but there must be some fire |
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