Make the upcoming hour overflow with joy, and let pleasure drown the brim.

Dumb jewels often, in their silent kind, more than quick words, do move a woman's mind.

Keep time! How sour sweet music is when time is broke and no proportion kept! So is it in the music of men's lives. I wasted time and now doth time waste me.

If this were played upon a stage now, I could condemn it as an improbable fiction.

Speak the speech, I pray you, as I pronounced it to you-trippingly on the tongue; but if you mouth it, as many of your players do, I had as lief the town-crier spoke my lines. Nor do not saw the air too much with your hand, thus, but use all gently; for in the very torrent, tempest, and as I may say, the whirlwind of your passion, you must acquire and beget a temperance that may give it smoothness.

Oh! that you could turn your eyes towards the napes of your necks, and make but an interior survey of your good selves.

Be wary then; best safety lies in fear.