Art thou afeard
To be the same in thine own act and valour
As thou art in desire? Wouldst thou have that
Which thou esteem'st the ornament of life,
And live a coward in thine own esteem,
Letting 'I dare not' wait upon 'I would,'
Like the poor cat i' the adage?

“We are oft to blame in this, -'tis too much proved, - that with devotion's visa…”

“Prophet may you be!If I be false, or swerve a hair from truth,when time is old …”

“You lie, in faith; for you are call'd plain Kate, And bonny Kate and sometimes …”

“Tis the eye of childhood that fears a painted devil”