Truly thou art damned, like an ill-roasted egg, all on one side.

He that is thy friend indeed, He will help thee in thy need: If thou sorrow, he will weep; If thou wake, he cannot sleep: Thus of every grief in heart He with thee does bear a part. These are certain signs to know Faithful friend from flattering foe.

She is mine own, And I as rich in having such a jewel As twenty seas, if all their sand were pearl, The water nectar, and the rocks pure gold.

Our remedies oft in ourselves do lie, Which we ascribe to Heaven.

Good wombs have borne bad sons." -- (Miranda, I:2)

What stronger breastplate than a heart untainted! Thrice is he arm'd, that hath his quarrel just.

Take all the swift advantage of the hours.