He knows what it's like to strut and fret his hour upon the stage and then be heard no more.

As soon go kindle fire with snow, as seek to quench the fire of love with words.

For thou hast given me in this beauteous face A world of earthly blessings to my soul, If sympathy of love unite our thoughts.

Sorrow, like a heavy ringing bell, once set on ringing, with its own weight goes; then little strength rings out the doleful knell.

To beguile the time, look like the time. Bear welcome in your eye, your hand, your tongue.

Journeys end in lovers meeting.

To persist in doing wrong extenuates not the wrong, but makes it much more heavy.