I see a woman may be made a fool, If she had not a spirit to resist.

Madam, you have bereft me of all words, Only my blood speaks to you in my veins.

Children wish fathers looked but with their eyes; fathers that children with their judgment looked; and either may be wrong.

My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun

A pal is one that is aware you while you are, understands where you have already been, accepts whatever you are becoming, and continue to, carefully means that you can develop.

Then love-devouring Death do what he dare.

How art thou out of breath when thou hast breath To say to me that thou art out of breath?