Where souls do couch on flowers we'll hand in hand.

My chastity's the jewel of our house, bequeathed down from many ancestors.

For Brutus, as you know, was Caesar's angel: Judge, O you gods, how dearly Caesar loved him! This was the most unkindest cut of all

Tis the mind that makes the body rich.

This is no time to lend money, especially upon bare friendship without security.

Look, how this ring encompasseth thy finger, Even so thy breast encloseth my poor heart; Wear both of them, for both of them are thine.

I am not merry, but I do beguile the thing I am by seeming otherwise.