There's rosemary, that's for remembrance. Pray you, love, remember.

This tyrant, whose sole name blisters our tongues,Was once thought honest.

They have been grand-jurymen since before Noah was a sailor

I love thee; none but thee, and thou deservest it

I must be gone and live, or stay and die.

A knavish speech sleeps in a fool's ear.

Love for thy love , and hand for hand I give.