The wildest hath not such a heart as you. Run when you will, the story shall be changed: Apollo flies, and Daphne holds the chase; The dove pursues the griffin; the mild hind Makes speed to catch the tiger; bootless speed, When cowardice pursues and valour flies.

I have no way and therefore want no eyes I stumbled when I saw. Full oft 'tis seen our means secure us, and our mere defects prove our commodities.

When you depart from me sorrow abides and happiness takes his leave.

Though authority be a stubborn bear, yet he is oft let by the nose with gold.

The evil that men do lives after them; the good is oft interred with their bones.

I have lov'd her ever since I saw her; and still I see her beautiful

The wheel is come full circle.