Don't judge a man's conscience by looking at his face cause he may have a bad heart.

Use every man according to his desert and who should 'scape whipping? Use them after your own honor and dignity, the less they deserve ... the more merit in your bounty.

I am that merry wanderer of the night.

You are thought here to the most senseless and fit man for the job.

Where the bee sucks, there suck I In the cow-slip's bell i lie There I couch when owls do cry

They are fairies; he that speaks to them shall die. I'll wink and couch; no man their works must eye.

Good Lord, for alliance! Thus goes every one to the world but I, and I am sunburnt; I may sit in a corner and cry heigh-ho for a husband!