They do not love that do not show their love.
No doubt they rose up early to observe the rite of May; and, hearing our intent, Came here in grace of our solemnity.
For by his face straight shall you know his heart.
When lenity and cruelty play for a kingdom, the gentler gamester is the soonest winner
Short summers lightly have a forward spring.
By Heaven, my soul is purg'd from grudging hate; And with my hand I seal my true heart's love