Though authority be a stubborn bear, yet he is oft let by the nose with gold.

Good wombs have borne bad sons." -- (Miranda, I:2)

In religion, What damned error but some sober brow Will bless it, and approve it with a text, Hiding the grossness with fair ornament?

He uses his folly like a stalking-horse, and under the presentation of that he shoots his wit.

Alas, our frailty is the cause , not we! For, such as we are made of, such we be.

Ay me! for aught that ever I could read, could ever hear by tale or history, the course of true love never did run smooth.

Lord, I could not endure a husband with a beard on his face! I had rather lie in the woolen.