No sooner met but they looked; no sooner looked but they loved; no sooner loved but they sighed; no sooner sighed but they asked one another the reason; no sooner knew the reason but they sought the remedy; and in these degrees have they made a pair of stairs to marriage.

Diseases desperate grown By desperate appliances are relieved, Or not at all.

Scratching could not make it worse, an't were such a face as yours were.

This sanguine coward, this bed-presser, this horseback-breaker, this huge hill of flesh!

To be slow in words is a woman's only virtue.

I know a place where the wild thyme blows, where oxlips and the nodding violet grows.

I can hardly forbear hurling things at him.