[Thine] face is not worth sunburning.
Thou whoreson, senseless villain!
When you depart from me sorrow abides and happiness takes his leave.
O, it is excellent To have a giant's strength; but it is tyrannous To use it like a giant.
Beggar that I am, I am even poor in thanks, but I thank you; and sure, dear friends, my thanks are too dear a halfpenny.
Enjoy the honey-heavy dew of slumber.