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The third day comes a frost, a killing frost.
My purpose is, indeed, a horse of that color.
The path is smooth that leadeth on to danger.
Age, I do abhor thee, youth, I do adore thee.
Sick in the world's regard, wretched and low.
The devil can cite Scripture for his purpose.
Like a barber's chair that fits all buttocks.
Of all the flowers, me thinks a rose is best.
Oh, flatter me; for love delights in praises.
Love for thy love , and hand for hand I give.
Things past redress are now with me past care
It is a wise father that knows his own child.
You will never age for me, nor fade, nor die.
Sin, that amends, is but patched with virtue.
Fair, kind, and true, have often lived alone.
Your hearts are mighty, your skins are whole.
Knavery's plain face is never seen till used.
Fruits that blossom first will first be ripe.
The whirligig of time brings in his revenges.
We see which way the stream of time doth run.
They do not love that do not show their love.
it is not enough to speak, but to speak truee
And a man's life's no more than to say "One."
Prepare for mirth, for mirth becomes a feast.
So may he rest, his faults lie gently on him!
How ill white hairs become a fool and jester!
What's done is done. The joy is in the doing.
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May.
O sleep! O gentle sleep! Nature's soft nurse.
Farewell! God knows when we shall meet again.
Wisely, and slow. They stumble that run fast.
O fortune, fortune! all men call thee fickle.
And fearless minds climb soonest unto crowns.
Let me be that I am and seek not to alter me.
To be slow in words is a woman's only virtue.
For trust not him that hath once broken faith
Two women placed together makes cold weather.
My love to thee is sound, sans crack or flaw.
To be furious, is to be frighted out of fear.
Love is too young to know what conscience is.
Each substance of a grief has twenty shadows.
The labor we delight in physics [cures] pain.
A lion among ladies is a most dreadful thing.
To hold, as 't were, the mirror up to nature.
Speak what we feel, not what we ought to say.
When Caesar says, 'Do this', it is performed.
The clock upbraids me with the waste of time.
I wish my horse had the speed of your tongue.
Wilt thou whip thine own faults in other men?
Rich gifts wax poor when givers prove unkind.