She is mine own, And I as rich in having such a jewel As twenty seas, if all their sand were pearl, The water nectar, and the rocks pure gold.

Not stepping over the bounds of modesty.

I'll take thy word for faith, not ask thine oath; Who shuns not to break one will sure crack both.

Assure thee, if I do vow a friendship, I'll perform it to the last article." --Othello, Act III, Scene iii

Graze on my lips; and if those hills be dry, stray lower, where the pleasant fountains lie.

He hath eaten me out of house and home.

Some men there are love not a gaping pig, some that are mad if they behold a cat, and others when the bagpipe sings I the nose cannot contain their urine.