Preferred three hours quicker over one moment late.
Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must come; make her laugh at that.
Such thanks as fits a king's remembrance.
Friendship's full of dregs.
On Rumor's tongue continual slanders ride.
Though music oft hath such a charm to make bad good, and good provoke to harm.