His jest will savour but of shallow wit, When thousands weep, more than did laugh at it.

I would give all of my fame for a pot of ale and safety.

But Kate, dost thou understand thus much English? Canst thou love me?" Catherine: "I cannot tell." Henry: "Can any of your neighbours tell, Kate? I'll ask them.

Romans, countrymen, and lovers, hear me for my cause, and be silent, that you may hear.

Foolery, sir, does walk about the orb like the sun; it shines everywhere.

The hand that hath made you fair hath made you good.

Farewell, fair cruelty.