Women being the weaker vessels, are ever thrust to the walls.

Jesters do oft prove prophets.

But yet, I say, if imputation and strong circumstances, which lead directly to the door of truth, will give you satisfaction, you may have it.

The attempt and not the deed confounds us.

Nature, as it grows again toward earth, is fashioned for the journey, dull and heavy.

It is thyself, mine own self's better part; Mine eye's clear eye, my dear heart's dearer heart; My food, my fortune, and my sweet hope's aim, My sole earth's heaven, and my heaven's claim.

I have lov'd her ever since I saw her; and still I see her beautiful