Lord, what fools these mortals be!
Tis ever common That men are merriest when they are from home.
I would we were all of one mind, and one mind good.
The iron tongue of Midnight hath told twelve lovers, to bed; 'tis almost fairy time. I fear we shall outstep the coming morn as much as we this night over-watch'd.
It is a familiar beast to man, and signifies love.
Love sought is good, but given unsought, is better.