O teach me how I should forget to think (1.1.224)
Ornament is but the guiled shore to a most dangerous sea.
So may he rest, his faults lie gently on him!
Then happy I that love and am beloved, where I may not remove nor be removed.
It is the purpose that makes strong the vow; But vows to every purpose must not hold.
Fair, kind, and true, have often lived alone.