Is it possible that love should of a sudden take such a hold?

I am bewitched with the rogue's company. If the rascal have not given me medicines to make me love him, I'll be hanged.

Since mine own doors refuse to entertain me, I'll knock elsewhere, to see if they'll disdain me

My father's wit, and my mother's tongue, assist me!

Nothing can come of nothing.

By the apostle Paul, shadows tonight Have struck more terror to the soul of Richard Than can the substance of ten thousand soldiers.

Most subject is the fattest soil to weeds.