O' thinkest thou we shall ever meet again? I doubt it not; and all these woes shall serve For sweet discourses in our times to come.

A man in all the world's new fashion planted, That hath a mint of phrases in his brain.

O, teach me how you look, and with what art You sway the motion of Demetrius' heart."-Helena

We do pray for mercy, and that same prayer doth teach us all to render the deeds of mercy.

Nice customs curtsy to great kings.

Men are April when they woo, December when they wed.

On pain of death, no person be so bold.