See how she leans her cheek upon her hand. O, that I were a glove upon that hand That I might touch that cheek!

All's well if all ends well.

Here's flowers for you; Hot lavender, mints, savoury, marjoram; The marigold, that goes to bed wi' the sun And with him rises weeping: these are flowers Of middle summer, and I think they are given To men of middle age.

I knew when seven justices could not take up a quarrel, but when the parties were met themselves, one of them thought but of an If, as, 'If you said so, then I said so;' and they shook hands and swore brothers. Your If is the only peacemaker; much virtue in If.

Dumb jewels often, in their silent kind, more than quick words, do move a woman's mind.

And his unkindness may defeat my life, But never taint my love.

I shall the effect of this good lesson keeps as watchman to my heart.