... I am At war 'twixt will and will not.
Omittance is no quittance.
Show me a mistress that is passing fair, what doth her beauty serve but as a note where I may read who pass'd that passing fair?
Truly, I would not hang a dog by my will, much more a man who hath any honesty in him.
For I am proverbed with a grandsire phrase.
Fruits that blossom first will first be ripe.