They are in the very wrath of love, and they will go together. Clubs cannot part them

Right joyous are we to behold your face, Most worthy brother England; fairly met!

He took the bride about the neck and kissed her lips with such a clamorous smack that at the parting all the church did echo.

I do know when the blood burns, how prodigal the soul lends the tongue vows.

The elephant hath joints, but none for courtesy; his legs are legs for necessity, not for flexure.

As you from crimes would pardon'd be, Let your indulgence set me free.

If men could be contented to be what they are, there were no fear in marriage.