Men are April when they woo, December when they wed.
I am a man more sinned against than sinning
Cease thy counsel, for thy words fall into my ears as priceless as water into a seive.
You are not worth another word, else I'd call you knave.
Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues.
Stars, hide your fires; Let not light see my black and deep desires.