The bitter clamor of two eager tongues.

This is the very ecstasy of love, whose violent property ordoes itself and leads the will to desperate undertakings.

But indeed an old religious uncle of mine taught me to speak, who was in his youth an inland man; one that knew courtship too well, for there he fell in love. I have heard him read many lectures against it; and I thank God I am not a woman, to be touched with so many giddy offenses as he hath generally taxed their whole sex withal.

A table-full of welcome!

This thought is as a death.

We came into the world like brother and brother, And now let's go hand in hand, not one before another.

There are no tricks in plain and simple faith.