I'll take thy word for faith, not ask thine oath; Who shuns not to break one will sure crack both.

The fringed curtains of thine eye advance, And say what thou seest yond.

And this, our life, exempt from public haunt, finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, sermons in stones, and good in everything.

Strong reasons make strong actions let us go If you say ay, the king will not say no.

Wooing, wedding, and repenting is as a Scotch jig, a measure, and a cinque-pace: the first suit is hot and hasty like a Scotch jig--and full as fantastical; the wedding, mannerly modest, as a measure, full of state and ancientry; and then comes repentance and with his bad legs falls into the cinque-pace faster and faster, till he sink into his grave.

Look to her, Moor, if thou has eyes to see. She has deceived her father, and may thee.

There's small choice in rotten apples.