He that is thy friend indeed, He will help thee in thy need: If thou sorrow, he will weep; If thou wake, he cannot sleep: Thus of every grief in heart He with thee does bear a part. These are certain signs to know Faithful friend from flattering foe.

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

Never durst poet touch a pen to write Until his ink were temper'd with Love's sighs.

Why then, O brawling love! O loving hate! O any thing, of nothing first create! O heavy lightness, serious vanity, Misshapen chaos of well-seeming forms, Feather of lead, bright smoke, cold fire, sick health, Still-waking sleep, that is not what it is! This love feel I, that feel no love in this.

My hands are of your color, but I shame to wear a heart so white.

So, good night unto you all. Give me your hands, if we be friends, and Robin shall restore amends.

A table full of welcome makes scarce one dainty dish.