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• There 's naught in this life sweet, If man were wise to see 't, But only melancholy
  O sweetest Melancholy! -- John Fletcher (1576-1625) -- The Nice Valour, Act iii, Sc. 3...
• It shew'd discretion, the best part of valour. -- Beaumont and Fletcher -- A King and No King, Act iv, Sc.
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• He went away with a flea in 's ear. -- John Fletcher (1576-1625) -- Love's Cure, Act iii, Sc. 3
• Deeds, not words. -- John Fletcher (1576-1625) -- The Lover's Progress, Act iii, Sc. 4
• I find the medicine worse than the malady. -- John Fletcher (1576-1625) -- Love's Cure, Act iii, Sc.
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• Whoe'er amidst the sons Of reason, valour, liberty, and virtue Displays distinguish'd merit, is a noble Of Nature's own creating.
  -- James Thomson (1700-1748) -- Coriolanus, Act iii, Sc. 3...
• Three merry boys, and three merry boys, And three merry boys are we, As ever did sing in a hempen string Under the gallows-tree.
  -- John Fletcher (1576-1625) -- The Bloody Brother, Act iii, Sc. 2...
• Weep no more, nor sigh, nor groan, Sorrow calls no time that 's gone
  Violets plucked, the sweetest rain Makes not fresh nor grow again....
• O woman, perfect woman! what distraction Was meant to mankind when thou wast made a devil!
  -- John Fletcher (1576-1625) -- Monsieur Thomas, Act iii, Sc. 1...