The elephant hath joints, but none for courtesy; his legs are legs for necessity, not for flexure.

Twas never merry world Since lowly feigning was called compliment.

All is well ended, if the suit be won.

Let never day nor night unhallowed pass, but still remember what the Lord hath done.

To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you were when first your eye I ey'd, Such seems your beauty still.

Though justice be thy plea consider this, that in the course of justice none of us should see salvation.

I have heard of your paintings too, well enough; God has given you one face, and you make yourselves another: you jig, you amble, and you lisp, and nick-name God's creatures, and make your wantonness your ignorance. Go to, I'll no more on't; it hath made me mad.