Blow, blow, thou winter wind, Thou art not so unkind As mans ingratitude Thy tooth is not so keen, Because thou art not seen, Although thy breath be rude. Heigh-ho sing, heigh-ho unto the green holly Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly. Then heigh-ho the holly This life is most jolly. Freeze, freeze, thou bitter sky, That dost not bite so nigh As benefits forgot Though thou the waters warp, Thy sting is not so sharp As friend rememberd not.

Well, God give them wisdom that have it; and those that are fools, let them use their talents.

Yet who would have thought the old man to have had so much blood in him? - Lady Macbeth

O Lord that lends me life, Lend me a heart replete with thankfulness!

Done to death by slanderous tongue

Mine eyes Were not in fault, for she was beautiful; Mine ears, that heard her flattery; nor my heart, That thought her like her seeming. It had been vicious To have mistrusted her.

There's some ill planet reigns: I must be patient till the heavens look With an aspect more favourable.