It is held that valor is the chiefest virtue, and most dignifies the haver.

I know a place where the wild thyme blows, where oxlips and the nodding violet grows.

April ... hath put a spirit of youth in everything.

There is some soul of goodness in things evil, Would men observingly distill it out.

Fortune brings in some boats that are not steered.

Love is . . . a madness most discreet

I will do anything, Nerissa, ere I'll be married to a sponge.