O, pardon me, thou bleeding piece of earth, / That I am meek and gentle with these butchers!
The small amount of foolery wise men have makes a great show.
Light, seeking light, doth light of light beguile
If one good deed in all my life I did, I do repent it from my very soul.
Let me be ignorant, and in nothing good, but graciously to know I am no better.
She is mine own, And I as rich in having such a jewel As twenty seas, if all their sand were pearl, The water nectar, and the rocks pure gold.