A man may see how this world goes with no eyes. Look with thine ears: see how yond justice rails upon yon simple thief. Hark, in thine ear: change places; and, handy-dandy, which is the justice, which is the thief?

Let's all cry peace, freedom, and liberty!

The rain, it raineth every day.

It is not night when I do see your face, Therefore I think I am not in the night; Nor doth this wood lack worlds of company, For you in my respect are all the world: Then how can it be said I am alone, When all the world is here to look on me?

For here, I hope, begins our lasting joy.

Each substance of a grief has twenty shadows.

Strong reasons make strong actions let us go If you say ay, the king will not say no.