The very instant I saw you, did My heart fly to your service; there resides To make me slave to it. ...mine unworthiness, that dare not offer What I desire to give, and much less take What I shall die to want.

Do thou amend thy face, and I'll amend my life.

But men may construe things after their fashion, Clean from the purpose of the things themselves.

How many a holy and obsequious tear hath dear religious love stolen from mine eye, as interest of the dead!

All is well ended if this suit be won. That you express content; which we will pay, With strife to please you, day exceeding day.

And do as adversaries do in law, strive mightily, but eat and drink as friends.

Each substance of a grief has twenty shadows.