Say as you think and speak it from your souls.

I must be cruel only to be kind; Thus bad begins, and worse remains behind.

Oh, that way madness lies; let me shun that.

I will not trust you, I, Nor longer stay in your curst company. Your hands than mine are quicker for a fray, My legs are longer though, to run away.

Yes, faith; it is my cousin's duty to make curtsy and say 'Father, as it please you.' But yet for all that, cousin, let him be a handsome fellow, or else make another curtsy and say 'Father, as it please me.

O braggart vile and damned furious wight!

Better three hours too soon, than one hour to late.