Her passions are made of nothing but the finest part of pure love
What light through yonder window breaks?
You have witchcraft in your lips, there is more eloquence in a sugar touch of them than in the tongues of the French council; and they should sooner persuade Harry of England than a general petition of monarchs.
Don't trust the person who has broken faith once.
Lechery, lechery; still, wars and lechery: nothing else holds fashion.
Death makes no conquest of this conqueror: For now he lives in fame, though not in life.