Here come the lovers, full of joy and mirth.— Joy, gentle friends! joy and fresh days of love Accompany your hearts!

Assure thee, if I do vow a friendship, I'll perform it to the last article." --Othello, Act III, Scene iii

Get thee to a nunnery.

Love's stories written in love's richest books. To fan the moonbeams from his sleeping eyes.

Rebellion in this land shall lose his sway, meeting the check of such another day.

Nothing is so common as the wish to be remarkable.(attributed to)

Some kinds of baseness are nobly undergone.