A whoreson jackanapes must take me up for swearing; as if I borrowed mine oaths of him and might not spend them at my pleasure. When a gentleman is disposed to swear, it is not for any standers-by to curtail his oaths, ha?

Now 'tis spring, and weeds are shallow-rooted; Suffer them now and they'll o'ergrow the garden.

Come, gentlemen, I hope we shall drink down all unkindness.

Heaven would that she these gifts should have, and I to live and die her slave.

Though this be madness, yet there is method in't.

If it will feed nothing else, it will feed my revenge.

O, then, what graces in my love do dwell, that he hath turn'd a heaven unto hell