If the masses can love without knowing why, they also hate without much foundation.
Angels are bright still, though the brightest fell.
A very honest woman but something given to lie
God mark thee to His grace! Thou was the prettiest babe that e'er I nursed. And might I live to see thee married once, I have my wish.
For where is any author in the world Teaches such beauty as a woman's eye?
My father compounded with my mother under the Dragon's tail, and my nativity was under Ursa Major, so that it follows, I am roughand lecherous. Tut, I should have been that I am, had the maidenliest star in the firmament twinkled on my bastardizing.