In brief, sir, study what you most affect.
Beauty within itself should not be wasted.
Praise us as we are tasted, allow us as we prove.
I say there is no darkness but ignorance.
O sir, you are old; nature in you stands on the very verge of her confine; you should be ruled and led by some discretion, that discerns your fate better than you yourself.
O, swear not by the moon, the fickle moon, the inconstant moon, that monthly changes in her circle orb, Lest that thy love prove likewise variable