So did this horse excel a common one
In shape, in courage, color, pace and bone.
…What a horse should have he did not lack,
Save a proud rider on so proud a back. – William Shakespeare
My crown is called content, a crown that seldom kings enjoy. – William Shakespeare
Give thy thoughts no tongue, nor any unproportioned thought his act. Be thou familiar but by no means vulgar. – William Shakespeare
Fishes live in the sea, as men do a-land the great ones eat up the little ones. – William Shakespeare
Against Him those women sin who torment their skin with potions, stain their cheeks with rouge and extend the line of their eyes with black coloring. Doubtless they are dissatisfied with God’s plastic skill. In their own persons they convict and censure the Artificer of all things. – Tertullian