And do as adversaries do in law, strive mightily, but eat and drink as friends.

It hurts not the tongue to give fair words.

'Tis pride that pulls the country down.

Being holiday, the beggar's shop is shut.

Pardon's the word to all.

There's rosemary, that's for remembrance. Pray you, love, remember.

By innocence I swear, and by my youth, I have one heart, one bosom, and one truth, And that no woman has, nor never none Shall mistress be of it save I alone.