Some asked how pearls did grow, and where?

Then spoke I to my girl

To part her lips, and showed them there

The quarelets of pearl.

Robert Herrick (1591-1674): The Rock of Rubies, and the Quarrie of Pearls.

Some asked me where the rubies grew,

And nothing I did say;

But with my finger pointed to

The lips of Julia.

Robert Herrick (1591-1674): The Rock of Rubies, and the Quarrie of Pearls.

Some Cupid kills with arrows, some with traps.

William Shakespeare (1564-1616): Much Ado about Nothing. Act iii. Sc. 1.

Into each life some rain must fall,

Some days must be dark and dreary.

Henry W Longfellow (1807-1882): The Rainy Day.

Some love to roam o'er the dark sea's foam,

Where the shrill winds whistle free.

Charles Mackay (1814-1889): Some love to roam.

Some must be great. Great offices will have

Great talents. And God gives to every man

The virtue, temper, understanding, taste,

That lifts him into life, and lets him fall

Just in the niche he was ordain'd to fill.

William Cowper (1731-1800): The Task. Book iv. The Winter Evening. Line 788.

Why, let the stricken deer go weep,

The hart ungalled play;

For some must watch, while some must sleep:

So runs the world away.

William Shakespeare (1564-1616): Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 2.

Some natural tears they dropp'd, but wip'd them soon;

The world was all before them, where to choose

Their place of rest, and Providence their guide.

They hand in hand, with wand'ring steps and slow,

Through Eden took their solitary way.

John Milton (1608-1674): Paradise Lost. Book xii. Line 645.

Some of us will smart for it.

William Shakespeare (1564-1616): Much Ado about Nothing. Act v. Sc. 1.

Into each life some rain must fall,

Some days must be dark and dreary.

Henry W Longfellow (1807-1882): The Rainy Day.

Some rise by sin, and some by virtue fall.

William Shakespeare (1564-1616): Measure for Measure. Act ii. Sc. 1.

Some said, "John, print it;" others said, "Not so."

Some said, "It might do good;" others said, "No."

John Bunyan (1628-1688): Pilgrim's Progress. Apology for his Book.

Some to church repair,

Not for the doctrine, but the music there.

These equal syllables alone require,

Though oft the ear the open vowels tire;

While expletives their feeble aid to join,

And ten low words oft creep in one dull line.

Alexander Pope (1688-1744): Essay on Criticism. Part ii. Line 142.

Some undone widow sits upon mine arm,

And takes away the use of it; and my sword,

Glued to my scabbard with wronged orphans' tears,

Will not be drawn.

Philip Massinger (1584-1640): A New Way to pay Old Debts. Act v. Sc. 1.

To live and die in scenes like this,

With some we 've left behind us.

Thomas Moore (1779-1852): As slow our Ship.

Some write their wrongs in marble: he more just,

Stoop'd down serene and wrote them in the dust,—

Trod under foot, the sport of every wind,

Swept from the earth and blotted from his mind.

There, secret in the grave, he bade them lie,

And grieved they could not 'scape the Almighty eye.

Samuel Madden (1687-1765): Boulter's Monument.