This is the state of man: To-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hopes, to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honours thick upon him. Shakespeare.King Henry VIII., Act III. Scene 2. (Wolseys Soliloquy on his fall.)
[Manners first Lord of Rutland, said to Sir Thomas More on his being made Chancellor, Honores mutant Mores; No my Lord, said Sir Thomas, The pun will do much better in English, Honours change Manners.]