Hot and hasty, like a Scotch jig.

All offences come from the heart.

Cursed be he that moves my bones.

Men from children nothing differ.

Pray you now, forget and forgive.

This is the very ecstasy of love.

Wine loved I deeply, dice dearly.

For I am nothing if not critical.

I can no longer live by thinking.

Words to deeds cold breath gives.

I must be cruel, only to be kind.

Ay, is it not a language I speak?

Small things make base men proud.

Now my charms are all o'erthrown.

Nothing comes from doing nothing.

Downy sleep, death's counterfeit.

What is aught but as 'tis valued?

While we lie tumbling in the hay.

Seek happy nights to happy days.W

I have drunk and seen the spider.

You Jig, you amble, and you lisp.

I am not in the giving vein today.

The prize of all too precious you.

Art made tongue-tied by authority.

Past all shame, so past all truth.

Eternity was in our lips and eyes.

Lord, what fools these mortals be!

He was not so much brain as earwax

Kindness nobler ever than revenge.

Light and lust are deadly enemies.

They have a plentiful lack of wit.

Melancholy is the nurse of frenzy.

When the age is in, the wit is out

The due of honor in no point omit.

Do you bite your thumb at us, sir?

Misery makes sport to mock itself.

Mirth cannot move a soul in agony.

A man I am cross'd with adversity.

A poor thing, perhaps, but my own.

Every cloud engenders not a storm.

Speak on, but be not over-tedious.

Out, you tallow-face! You baggage!

My love admits no qualifying dross

Extremity is the trier of spirits.

The apparel oft proclaims the man.

He is white-livered and red-faced.

Thou unfit for any place but hell.

Unquiet meals make ill digestions.

I am sure care's an enemy to life.

Temptation: the fiend at my elbow.

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