Make use of time, let not advantage slip.

And his unkindness may defeat my life, But never taint my love.

All that glisters is not gold; Often have you heard that told: Many a man his life hath sold But my outside to behold: Gilded tombs do worms enfold.

God, the best maker of all marriages, Combine your hearts into one.

One good deed dying tongueless Slaughters a thousand waiting upon that. Our praises are our wages.

And by that destiny to perform an act Whereof what's past is prologue, what to come In yours and my discharge.

[Marriage is] a world-without-end bargain.