Small cheer and great welcome makes a merry feast.
Sweet love! Sweet lines! Sweet life! Here is her hand, the agent of her heart; Here is her oath for love, her honour's pawn
Let those that play your clowns speak no more than is set down for them.
To some kind of men their graces serve them but as enemies.
It is a sin to be a mocker.
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May.