Who wooed in haste, and means to wed at leisure.
My tongue will tell the anger of my heart, or else my heart concealing it will break.
All things that are, are with more spirit chased than enjoyed.
In time the savage bull doth bear the yoke.
It is the stars, The stars above us, govern our conditions.
Ambition, the soldier's virtue, rather makes choice of loss, than gain which darkens him.