Ay, that incestuous, that adulterate beast, With witchcraft of his wit, with traitorous gifts- O wicked wit and gifts, that have the power So to seduce!

Well, heaven forgive him! and forgive us all! Some rise by sin, and some by virtue fall: Some run from brakes of ice, and answer none: And some condemned for a fault alone.

It is the bright day that brings forth the adder, and that craves wary walking.

Fishes live in the sea, as men do a-land; the great ones eat up the little ones.

Prosperity's the very bond of love, Whose fresh complexion and whose heart together Affliction alters.

Love that well which thou must leave ere long.

No stony bulwark can resist the love, and love dares what anyone can love.