Examine well your blood.

Then to Silvia let us sing that Silvia is excelling. She excels each mortal thing upon the dull earth dwelling.

Let me be that I am and seek not to alter me.

If music be the food of love, play on, Give me excess of it; that surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die.

Fair thoughts and happy hours attend on you.

The fittest time to corrupt a man's wife is when she's fallen out with her husband.

The patient must minister to himself