You will never age for me, nor fade, nor die.
Your gentleness shall force More than your force move us to gentleness.
A woman would run through fire and water for such a kind heart.
Suspicion always haunts the guilty mind.
I take thee at thy word: Call me but love, and I'll be new baptized; Henceforth I never will be Romeo.
Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more; Or close the wall with our English dead.