You speak like a green girl / unsifted in such perilous circumstances.

Some men there are love not a gaping pig, some that are mad if they behold a cat, and others when the bagpipe sings I the nose cannot contain their urine.

Awake, awake, English nobility! Let not sloth dim your horrors new-begot.

O, pardon me, thou bleeding piece of earth, / That I am meek and gentle with these butchers!

Oh, I am fortune's fool!

Coward dogs most spend their mouths when what they seem to threaten runs far before them.

But miserable most, to love unloved? This you should pity rather than despise