I hold it cowardice To rest mistrustful where a noble heart Hath pawned an open hand in sign of love.

They do not love that do not show their love. The course of true love never did run smooth. Love is a familiar. Love is a devil. There is no evil angel but Love.

O call not me to justify the wrong, That thy unkindness lays upon my heart, Wound me not with thine eye but with thy tongue, Use power with power, and slay me not by art.

the time of life is short; To spend that shortness basely were too long.

Striving to better, oft we mar what’s well.

Crabbed age and youth cannot live together: Youth is full of pleasance, age is full of care.

Discharge my followers; let them hence away, From Richard's night to Bolingbrooke's fair day.