George Chapman


English Poet, Translator, Playwright

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Only a few industrious Scots perhaps, who indeed are dispersed over the face of the whole earth. But as for them, there are no greater friends to Englishmen and England, when they are out on 't, in the world, than they are. And for my own part, I would a hundred thousand of them were there [Virginia]; for we are all one countrymen now, ye know, and we should find ten times more comfort of them there than we do here.

Words writ in waters.

Our lives, by acts exemplary, not only win ourselves good names, but do to others give matter for virtuous deeds, by which we live.

Young men think old men are fools, but old men know young men are fools.

Poetry, unlike oratory, should not aim at clarity ... but be dense with meaning, 'something to be chewed and digested'.

Your noblest natures are most credulous.

Pure innovation is more gross than error.

Keep thy shop, and thy shop will keep thee. Light gains make heavy purses. 'Tis good to be merry and wise.

Second-half growth is not expected to be as difficult to obtain.

Let no man value at a little price a virtuous woman's counsel; her wing'd spirit is feather'd oftentimes with heavenly words.

So our lives In acts exemplary, not only win Ourselves good names, but doth to others give Matter for virtuous deeds, by which we live.

Let pride go afore, shame will follow after.

'T is immortality to die aspiring, as if a man were taken quick to heaven.

Make ducks and drakes with shillings.

The wagering business is not expected to produce significant growth in the current half. However it has been able to cope with all the factors that would normally limit its capacity to lift sales above the record growth of at least 7 percent delivered in each of the first halves of the 05, 04 and 03 financial years,

Man is a name of honor for a king; additions take away from each chief thing.

Therefore, in fumes of sighes and fires of griefe, to fearefull chances thou sendst bold reliefe, happie, thrise happie, Type, and nurse of death, who breathlesse, feedes on nothing but our breath, in whom must vertue and her issue liue, Or dye for euer.

Man is a torch borne in the wind; a dream but of a shadow, summ'd with all his substance.

They can't all happen at once, so, it's a matter of what goes first, what will create the most momentum for the most investment. And we think one of these two can do that.

Musicke, and moode, she loues, but loue she hates, (As curious Ladies do, their publique cates) this traine, with meteors, comets, lightenings, the dreadfull presence of our Empresse sings: which grant for euer (ô eternall Night) till vertue flourish in the light of light.

This was a sleight well mask'd. O, what is man, unless he be a Politician?

News are as welcome as the morning air.

To put a girdle round about the world.

None ever loved but at first sight they loved.

Unless above himself he can erect himself, how poor a thing is man!

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English Poet, Translator, Playwright