I have touched the highest point of all my greatness.
Faster than spring-time showers comes thought on thought.
The fortune of us that are the moon's men doth ebb and flow like the sea, being governed, as the sea is, by the moon.
Love thrives not in the heart that shadows dreadeth
I will do anything, Nerissa, ere I'll be married to a sponge.
A heavy heart bears not a nimble tongue.