Fie, fie, how frantically I square my talk!

Grace and remembrance be to you both.

Good wine is a good familiar creature if it be well used.

I have seen roses damask'd, red and white, But no such roses see I in her cheeks.

Youth is full of sport, age's breath is short; youth is nimble, age is lame; Youth is hot and bold, age is weak and cold; Youth is wild, and age is tame.

This day's black fate on more days doth depend; This but begins the woe, others must end.

The words of Mercury are harsh after the songs of Apollo.