Scorn, at first, makes after-love the more.
Well, heaven forgive him! and forgive us all! Some rise by sin, and some by virtue fall: Some run from brakes of ice, and answer none: And some condemned for a fault alone.
so full of shapes is fancy
Most dear actors, eat no onions nor garlic, for we are to utter sweet breath.
Who is so firm that can't be seduced?
Though patience be a tired mare, yet she will plod.