It will be seen in the frying of the eggs.
Where envy reigns virtue can't exist, and generosity doesn't go with meanness.
Is it possible your pragmatical worship should not know that the comparisons made between wit and wit, courage and courage, beauty and beauty, birth and birth, are always odious and ill taken?.
Pray, look better, sir... those things yonder are no giants, but windmills.
Faint heart ne'er won fair lady.
Her father guarded her, and she guarded herself; for there are no padlocks, bolts, or bars, that secure a maiden better than her own reserve.