He that is thy friend indeed, he will help you in your need.

Take heed, dear heart, of this large privilege; The hardest knife ill-used doth lose his edge.

We are oft to blame in this, - 'tis too much proved, - that with devotion's visage, and pios action we do sugar o'er the devil himself.

... the spring, the summer, The chilling autumn, angry winter, change Their wonted liveries; and the mazed world By their increase, now knows not which is which.

Therefore another prologue must tell he is not a lion

Here comes a man of comfort, whose advice Hath often stilled my brawling discontent.

Thou art a very ragged Wart.