All Quotes by Thomas Sackville, 1st Earl of Dorset
“Of justice yet must God in fine restore, But wrong can never take deepe roote to last.”
“The wrathfull winter proching on apace,With chilling cold had pearst the tender greene.”
“And sorrowing I to see the sommer flowers,The sommer's beauty yeeldes to winter's blast.”
“His drinke, the running streame, his cup, the bareTo this poore life was Misery ybound.”
“Crookebackt hee was, toothshaken, and blere eyed,For briefe, the shape and messenger of Death.”