God send everyone their heart's desire!

Refrain to-night; And that shall lend a kind of easiness To the next abstinence, the next more easy; For use almost can change the stamp of nature, And either master the devil or throw him out With wondrous potency.

thy wit is a very bitter sweeting; it is a most sharp sauce.

Within the hollow crown That rounds the mortal temples of a king Keeps Death his court.

Fruits that blossom first will first be ripe.

Ring the alarum-bell! Blow, wind! come, wrack! At least we'll die with harness on our back.

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