An old black ram is tupping your white ewe

Great griefs medicine the less.

Forever, and forever, farewell, Cassius! If we do meet again, why, we shall smile; If not, why then this parting was well made.

The painful warrior famous for fight, After a thousand victories, once foil'd, Is from the books of honor razed quite, And all the rest forgot for which he toil'd

Sweet are the uses of adversity which, like the toad, ugly and venomous, wears yet a precious jewel in his head.

Thyself shall see the act; For, as thou urgest justice, be assured Thou shalt have justice, more than thou desir'st.

Sweetest nut hath sourest rind.