What I have done is yours; what I have to do is yours; being part in all I have, devoted yours.
I told you, sir, they were red-hot with drinking; so full of valor that they smote the air, for breathing in their faces, beat the ground for kissing of their feet.
Of all the flowers, me thinks a rose is best.
The law hath not been dead, though it hath slept.
The rain, it raineth every day.
These violent delights have violent ends.