Speak of me as I am. Nothing extenuate, nor set down aught in malice.
There is no such sport as sport by sport o'erthrown.
I would there were no age between sixteen and three-and-twenty, or that youth would sleep out the rest; for there is nothing in the between but getting wenches with child, wronging the ancientry, stealing, fighting
Now join your hands, and with your hands your hearts.
I am a kind of burr; I shall stick.
The bitter past, more welcome is the sweet.