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Grocott & Ward, comps. Grocott’s Familiar Quotations, 6th ed. 189-?.

Fortune

A most poor man, made tame to fortune’s blows.
Shakespeare.—King Lear, Act IV. Scene 6. (Edgar.)

I am a man whom fortune hath cruelly scratched.
Shakespeare.—All’s Well that Ends Well, Act V. Scene 2.

A man that fortune’s buffets and rewards
Has ta’en with equal thanks.
Shakespeare.—Hamlet, Act III. Scene 2. (The Prince to Horatio before the King and Queen came to the play.)

I another,
So weary with disasters, tugg’d with fortune,
That I would set my life on any chance
To mend it, or be rid on’t.
Shakespeare.—Macbeth, Act III. Scene 1. (First Murderer.)

I am so out of love with life, that I will sue to be rid of it.
Shakespeare.—Measure for Measure, Act III. Scene 1. (Claudio to the Duke.)

All other doubts by time let them be clear’d,
Fortune brings in some boats that are not steer’d.
Shakespeare.—Cymbeline, Act IV. Scene 3. (Pisanio.)

Who thinks that fortune cannot change her mind,
Prepares a dreadful jest for all mankind.
Pope.—Book II. Sat. II. To Bethel, Line 123.

Fortune is merry,
And in this mood will give us any thing.
Shakespeare.—Julius Cæsar, Act III. Scene 2. (Antony.)

Every man is the architect of his own fortune.
Sallust.—De Republicâ Ordinandâ; Beaumont and Fletcher.—Love’s Pilgrimage, Act I. Scene 1.

The prudent man really frames his own fortunes for himself.
Plautus.—Trinummus, Act II. Scene 2.

The mould of a man’s fortune is in his own hands.
Bacon.—Essay XL. on Fortune, Line 3.

A better fortune will be following a lamentable beginning.
Riley’s Ovid.—Meta., Page 249.

Fortune favours the bold.
Yonge’s Cicero, De Finibus, Book III. Div. 4.

Fortune favours fools.
Anonymous.—From the Latin adage, Fortuna favet fatuis.

Fortune in men has some small difference made,
One flaunts in rags, one flutters in brocade.
Pope.—Essay on Man, Epi. IV. Line 195.

1.Her benefits are mightily misplaced; and the bountiful blind woman doth most mistake in her gifts to women.
2.’Tis true; for those that she makes fair, she scarce makes honest; and those that she makes honest she makes very ill-favour’dly.
Shakespeare.—As You Like It, Act I. Scene 2. (Rosalind and Celia.)

For ever, Fortune, wilt thou prove
An unrelenting foe to love;
And, when we meet a mutual heart,
Come in between, and bid us part.
Thomson.—Song, Verse 1.