But from thine eyes my knowledge I derive,
And, constant stars, in them I read such art,
As truth and beauty shall together thrive
If from thyself to store thou wouldst convert;
Or else of thee I prognosticate,
Thy end is truth's and beauty's doom and date.

“I pray you, do not fall in love with me, for I am falser than vows made in wine.”

“The mouse ne'er shunn'd the cat as they did budgeFrom rascals worse than they.(…”

“Friendship is constant in all other thingsSave in the office and affairs of lov…”

“To be thus is nothing, but to be safely thus...”