Nothing emboldens sin so much as mercy.

O that men's ears should be To counsel deaf but not to flattery!

The bitter clamor of two eager tongues.

Dumb jewels often, in their silent kind, more than quick words, do move a woman's mind.

Hast any philosophy in thee shepherd? .• • • • . . . He that wants money, means and content, is without three good friends; that the property of rain is to wet and fire to burn; that good pasture makes fat sheep, and a great cause of the night is lack of the sun; that he that hath learned no wit by nature nor art may complain of good breeding or comes of a very dull kindred.

I wish my horse had the speed of your tongue.

Words, vows, gifts, tears, and love's full sacrifice, He offers in another's enterprise; But more in Troilus thousand-fold I see Than in the glass of Pandar's praise may be, Yet hold I off.