I am afeard there are few die well that die in battle, for how can they charitably dispose of anything when blood is their argument?

Hang those that talk of fear.

Foolery, sir, does walk about the orb like the sun; it shines everywhere.

Women may fall when there's no strength in men.

It is a good divine that follows his own instructions.

All the perfumes of Arabia will not sweeten this little hand! Oh, oh, oh!

What, with my tongue in your tail? nay, come again, Good Kate; I am a gentleman.