It was always yet the trick of our English nation, if they have a good thing, to make it too common.
These signs have marked me extraordinary, And all the courses of my life do show I am not in the roll of common men.
Discuss unto me: art thou officer, Or art thou base, common, and popular?
The common curse of mankind, folly and ignorance, be thine in great revenue!
I will not choose what many men desire, Because I will not jump with common spirits And rank me with the barbarous multitudes.
Tis ever common That men are merriest when they are from home.
I am not in the roll of common men.