The teeming Autumn big with rich increase, bearing the wanton burden of the prime like widowed wombs after their lords decease.
All difficulties are easy when they are known.
Heaven give you many, many merry days.
Dissembling courtesy! How fine this tyrant can trickle when she wounds!
Allow not nature more than nature needs.
All his successors gone before him have done 't; and all his ancestors that come after him may.