Fairies use flowers for their charactery.

For now they kill me with a living death.

O wretched state! o bosom black as death!

In time we hate that which we often fear.

An angel; or, if not, An earthly paragon.

I wish you all the joy that you can wish.

The let-alone lies not in your good will.

Let them obey that knows not how to rule.

How much an ill word may empoison liking!

Home-keeping youth have ever homely wits.

Ay, but to die, and go we know not where.

Having my freedom, boast of nothing else.

Wisely weigh our sorrow with our comfort.

The lady doth protest too much, methinks.

Keep thy friend Under thy own life's key.

O braggart vile and damned furious wight!

If money go before, all ways do lie open.

I am never merry when I hear sweet music.

Some falls the means are happier to rise.

'Tis better to be vile than vile esteemed

Tear-falling pity dwells not in this eye.

Knit your hearts with an unslipping knot.

A horse, a horse, my kingdom for a horse!

Summer's lease hath all too short a date.

These violent delights have violent ends.

Man and wife, being two, are one in love.

So musical a discord, such sweet thunder.

Forget, forgive; conclude, and be agreed.

What else may hap, to time I will commit.

For here, I hope, begins our lasting joy.

Virtue's office never breaks men's troth.

Be not thy tongue thy own shame's orator.

The head is not more native to the heart.

I have more care to stay than will to go.

Sufferance is the badge of all our tribe.

So all my best is dressing old words new.

By Heaven, I love thee better than myself

Covering discretion with a coat of folly.

Death is my son-in-law, death is my heir.

Grace me no grace, nor uncle me no uncle.

The empty vessel makes the loudest sound.

I must be gone and live, or stay and die.

And send him many years of sunshine days!

Every good servant does not all commands.

If fortune torments me, hope contents me.

Beauty is bought by judgement of the eye.

Ambition should be made of sterner stuff.

Thou and I are too wise to woo peaceably.

Forbear to judge, for we are sinners all.

... I am At war 'twixt will and will not.

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