We must follow, not force Providence.
There's rosemary, that's for remembrance. Pray you, love, remember.
Tis in my memory lock'd, And you yourself shall keep the key of it.
So foul and fair a day I have not seen.
For he was likely, had he been put on, to have proved most royally.
Though I look old, yet I am strong and lusty; for in my youth I never did apply hot and rebellious liquors in my blood; and did not, with unbashful forehead, woo the means of weakness and debility: therefore my age is as a lusty winter, frosty but kindly.