Time travels in divers paces with divers persons. I'll tell you who Time ambles withal, who Time trots withal, who Time gallops withal, and who he stands still withal.
Thou weedy elf-skinned canker-blossom!
I had rather be a kitten and cry mew Than one of these same metre ballet-mongers.
I was adored once too.
Thou art an elm, my husband, I a vine.
I desire you in friendship, and I will one way or other make you amends.