The gallantry of his grief did put me into a towering passion.

Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?

And I will make it felony to drink small beer.

Good counselors lack no clients.

Thou art as tyrannous, so as thou art, As those whose beauties proudly make them cruel; For well thou know'st to my dear doting heart Thou art the fairest and most precious jewel.

I must be cruel, only to be kind.

True hope is swift, and flies with swallow's wings.