My chastity's the jewel of our house, bequeathed down from many ancestors.
Oh, I have passed a miserable night, so full of ugly sights, of ghastly dreams!
The devil is a gentleman.
Keep thy foot out of brothels, thy hand out of plackets, thy pen from lender's books, and defy the foul fiend.
Look to her, Moor, if thou has eyes to see. She has deceived her father, and may thee.
She speaks poniards, and every word stabs.