As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends, I must not look to have; but, in their stead, Curses, not loud but deep, mouth-honour, breath, Which the poor heart would fain deny, and dare not

“No profit grows where is no pleasure ta'en.In brief, sir, study what you most a…”

“Against ill chances men are ever merry,But heaviness foreruns the good event...…”

“O, swear not by the moon, th’ inconstant moon,That monthly changes in her circl…”

“Cupid is a knavish lad,Thus to make poor mortals mad!”