Not an angel of the air, Bird melodious or bird fair, Be absent hence!

Join not with grief, fair woman, do not so, To make my end too sudden.

Affliction is enamoured of thy parts, And thou art wedded to calamity.

I had rather hear my dog bark at a crow, than a man swear he loves me.

I am not only witty in myself, but the cause that wit is in other men.

Lechery, lechery; still, wars and lechery: nothing else holds fashion.

But flies an eagle flight, bold and forth on, Leaving no tract behind.

That affable familiar ghost Which nightly gulls him with intelligence.

You are made Rather to wonder at the things you hear Than to work any.

Men that make Envy and crooked malice nourishment, Dare bite the best.

In the night, imagining some fear, How easy is a bush supposed a bear!

Heaven is above all yet; there sits a judge, That no king can corrupt.

I shall show the cinders of my spirits Through the ashes of my chance.

A man cannot make him laugh - but that's no marvel; he drinks no wine.

O all you host of heaven! O earth! What else? And shall I couple Hell?

Virtue and genuine graces in themselves speak what no words can utter.

Love is familiar. Love is a devil. There is no evil angel but Love." -

Thieves for their robbery have authority When judges steal themselves.

I am too old to fawn upon a nurse, Too far in years to be a pupil now.

He that wants money, means, and content is without three good friends.

For this relief much thanks. 'Tis bitter cold, and I am sick at heart.

But no perfection is so absolute, That some impurity doth not pollute.

They met so near with their lips that their breaths embraced together.

Wait for the season when to cast good counsels upon subsiding passion.

By medicine life may be prolonged, yet death will seize the doctor too.

And mind, with my heart in't; and now farewell Till half an hour hence.

Your gentleness shall force More than your force move us to gentleness.

When faced with a sea of troubles, take action, and in so doing end it.

If it were done when 'tis done, then 'twere well. It were done quickly.

They that have voice of lions and act of hares,--are they not monsters?

Many dream not to find, neither deserve, and yet are steeped in favors.

This is the very coinage of your brain: this bodiless creation ecstasy.

I have set my life upon a cast, And I will stand the hazard of the die.

Yet do I fear thy nature; It is too full o' the milk of human kindness.

If people knew how much I hated them, they'd love me for holding it in.

A hand as fruitful as the land that feeds us; His dew falls everywhere.

Dissembling courtesy! How fine this tyrant can trickle when she wounds!

Receive what cheer you may. The night is long that never finds the day.

What drink'st thou oft, instead of homage sweet, But poisoned flattery?

Where every something, being blent together turns to a wild of nothing.

Until I know this sure uncertainty, I'll entertain the offered fallacy.

Was ever woman in this humour wooed? Was ever woman in this humour won?

Be cheerful; wipe thine eyes: Some falls are means the happier to arise

Lay aside life-harming heaviness, And entertain a cheerful disposition.

The clamorous owl that nightly hoots and wonders At our quaint spirits.

Say, thou art mine; and ever, My love, as it begins, shall so persevere

My heart laments that virtue cannot live Out of the teeth of emulation.

If by chance I talk a little wild, forgive me; I had it from my father.

First Witch He knows thy thought: Hear his speech, but say thou nought.

'Tis the soldier's life to have their balmy slumbers waked with strife.

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