Affection is a coal that must be cooled; else, suffered, it will set the heart on fire.
I'll go find a shadow, and sigh till he come" (Phebe)
Tears harden lust, though marble wear with raining.
Madness in great ones must not unwatched go.
Nimble thought can jump both sea and land.
That you were once unkind befriends me now, And for that sorrow, which I then did feel, Needs must I under my transgression bow, Unless my nerves were brass or hammered steel.