Be like you thought our love would last too long, if it were chain'd together
A smile cures the wounding of a frown.
What: is the jay more precious than the lark because his feathers are more beautiful?
I can give the loser leave to chide.
Your worm is your only emperor for diet; we fat all creatures else to fat us, and we fat ourselves for maggots.
I will make a Star-chamber matter of it.