Men from children nothing differ.
Men's eyes were made to look, and let them gaze. I will not budge for no man's pleasure.
The lady doth protest too much, methinks.
O serpent heart hid with a flowering face! Did ever a dragon keep so fair a cave? Beautiful tyrant, feind angelical, dove feather raven, wolvish-ravening lamb! Despised substance of devinest show, just opposite to what thou justly seemest - A dammed saint, an honourable villain!
Kiss me, Kate, we shall be married o'Sunday
Perseverance, my dear Lord. Keeps honour bright.