A woman would run through fire and water for such a kind heart.
If by chance I talk a little wild, forgive me; I had it from my father.
For 'tis the sport to have the engineerHoist with his own petard.
We came into the world like brother and brother, And now let's go hand in hand, not one before another.
O! Let me not be mad, not mad, sweet heaven; keep me in temper; I would not be mad!
There is a river in Macedon, and there is moreover a river in Monmouth. It is called Wye at Monmouth, but it is out of my prains what is the name of the other river; but 'tis all one, 'tis alike as my fingers is to my fingers, and there is salmons in both.