To be a well-favoured man is the gift of fortune; but to write and read comes by nature.
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May.
God, the best maker of all marriages, Combine your hearts into one.
You abilities are too infant-like for doing much alone.
Now, neighbor confines, purge you of your scum! Have you a ruffian that will swear, drink, dance, revel the night, rob, murder, and commit the oldest sins the newest kind of ways?
My meaning in saying he is a good man, is to have you understand me that he is sufficient.