He shall spurn fate, scorn death, and bear His hopes 'bove wisdom, grace and fear: And you all know, security Is mortals' chiefest enemy.

O, it is excellent To have a giant's strength; but it is tyrannous To use it like a giant.

One fairer than my love? The all-seeing sun Ne'er saw her match since first the world begun.

Excellent wretch! Perdition catch my soul But I do love thee! and when I love thee not, Chaos is come again.

Your lordship, though not clean past your youth, have yet some smack of age in you, some relish of the saltiness of time.

Where love is great, the littlest doubts are fear; Where little fears grow great, great love grows there.

God, the best maker of all marriages, Combine your hearts into one.