Kiss me, Kate, we shall be married o'Sunday

I thought my heart had been wounded with the claws of a lion.

That if you be honest and fair, your honesty should admit no discourse to your beauty.

A friend should bear his friend's infirmities.

When devils will the blackest sins put on They do suggest at first with heavenly shows

I am bewitched with the rogue's company. If the rascal have not given me medicines to make me love him, I'll be hanged.

You shall more command with years than with your weapons.