Where is your ancient courage? You were used to say extremities was the trier of spirits; That common chances common men could bear; That when the sea was calm all boats alike showed mastership in floating.
I hold the world but as the world, Gratiano!
Every why has a wherefore.
I have lov'd her ever since I saw her; and still I see her beautiful
Much rain wears the marble.
So now I have confessed that he is thine, And I my self am mortgaged to thy will, My self I'll forfeit, so that other mine, Thou wilt restore to be my comfort still.