A knavish speech sleeps in a fool's ear.
O war! thou son of Hell!
The peace of heaven is theirs that lift their swords, in such a just and charitable war.
Which means she to deceive, father or mother?
Methinks sometimes I have no more wit than a Christian or an ordinary man has; but I am a great eater of beef, and I believe that does harm to my wit.
If thou remeber'st not the slightest folly that ever love did make thee run into, thou hast not lov'd