Lovers ever run before the clock

And I will make it felony to drink small beer.

Where love is great, the littlest doubts are fear; Where little fears grow great, great love grows there.

It is to be all made of fantasy, All made of passion and all made of wishes, All adoration, duty, and observance, All humbleness, all patience and impatience, All purity, all trial, all observance

The leopard does not change his spots.

Assume a virtue, if you have it not. That monster, custom, who all sense doth eat, Of habits devil, is angel yet in this, That to the use of actions fair and good He likewise gives a frock or livery That aptly is put on. Refrain tonight, And that shall lend a kind of easiness To the next abstinence; the next more easy; For use almost can change the stamp of nature.

Did he so often lodge in open field, In winter's cold and summer's parching heat, To conquer France, his true inheritance?