Hot lavender, mints, savory, marjoram; The marigold, that goes to bed wi' the sun, and with him rise weeping.

Use every man according to his desert and who should 'scape whipping? Use them after your own honor and dignity, the less they deserve ... the more merit in your bounty.

Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow,Creeps in this petty pace from day to day

Sweet recreation barred, what doth ensue but moody and dull melancholy, kinsman to grim and comfortless despair.

The trust I have is in mine innocence, and therefore am I bold and resolute.

There is none of my uncle's marks upon you; he taught me how to know a man in love; in which cage of rushes I am sure you are not prisoner.

What though care killed a cat, thou hast mettle enough in thee to kill care.