Make use of time, let not advantage slip.
The icy precepts of respect.
If thou remeber'st not the slightest folly that ever love did make thee run into, thou hast not lov'd
Methought I was enamour'd of an ass.
O thou invisible spirit of wine, if thou has no name to be known by, let us call thee devil....O God, that men should put an enemy in their mouths to steal away their brains! that we should, with joy, pleasance revel and applause, transform ourselves into beasts!
O, speak again, bright angel! for thou art As glorious to this night, being o'er my head As is a winged messenger of heaven