Unless hours were cups of sack, and minutes capons, and clocks the tongues of bawds, and dials the signs of leaping-houses, and the blessed sun himself a fair hot wench in flame-colored taffeta, I see no reason why thou shouldst be so superfluous to demand the time of the day.

Under loves heavy burden do I sink. --Romeo

Thy head is as full of quarrels as an egg is full of meat, and yet thy head hath been beaten as addle as an egg for quarrelling.

He took the bride about the neck and kissed her lips with such a clamorous smack that at the parting all the church did echo.

Tears water our growth.

Every cloud engenders not a storm.

I would not wish any companion in the world but you.