Lovers can do their amorous rites by their own beauties
I'll fight, till from my bones my flesh be hacked.
Thou frothy tickle-brained hedge-pig!
To be honest, as this world goes, is to be one man picked out of ten thousand.
That which ordinary men are fit for, I am qualified in. and the best of me is diligence.
The breaking of so great a thing should make A greater crack: the round world Should have shook lions into civil streets, And citizens to their dens.