The labor we delight in physics [cures] pain.
Blessed are the peacemakers on earth.
Life is as tedious as twice-told tale, vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man.
But yet I'll make assurance double sure, and take a bond of fate: thou shalt not live.
Golden lads and girls all must as chimney sweepers come to dust.
She cannot love, nor take no shape nor project or affection, she is so self-endeared