There was never yet fair woman but she made mouths in a glass.
Dost thou think because thou art virtuous there shall be no more cakes and ale?
Light boats sail swift, though greater hulks draw deep.
Ourself will mingle with society And play the humble host.
We were as twinned lambs that did frisk i' the sun And bleat the one at th' other. What we changed Was innocence for innocence; we knew not The doctrine of ill-doing, nor dreamed That any did. Had we pursued that life, And our weak spirits ne'er been higher reared With stronger blood, we should have answered heaven Boldly "Not guilty," the imposition cleared Hereditary ours.
What, old acquaintance! could not all this flesh Keep in a little life? Poor Jack, farewell! I could have better spared a better man.
Come, Kate, thou art perfect in lying down. Come, quick, quick, that I may lay my head in thy lap.
O thou weed! Who art so lovely fair and smell'st so sweet That the sense aches at thee, would thou hadst ne'er been born!
Polonius. What do you read, my lord? Hamlet. Words, words, words.
Do thou but close our hands with holy words, Then love-devouring death do what he dare, It is enough I may but call her mine.