I am as vigilant as a cat to steal cream.

Though those that are betray'd Do feel the treason sharply, yet the traitor stands in worse case of woe

I hold my peace, sir? no; No, I will speak as liberal as the north; Let heaven and men and devils, let them all, All, all, cry shame against me, yet I'll speak.

He was ever precise in promise-keeping.

What: is the jay more precious than the lark because his feathers are more beautiful?

O hell! to choose love with another's eye.

It is not, nor it cannot, come to good, But break, my heart, for I must hold my tongue.