She is so conjunctive to my life and soul, that, as the star moves not but in his sphere, I could not but by her.
But I perceive in you so excellent a touch of modesty that you will not extort from me what I am willing to keep in.
Gregory, o' my word, we'll not carry coals.
I have done no harm. But I remember now I am in this earthly world, where to do harm is often laudable, to do good sometime accounted dangerous folly.
He that wants money, means, and content is without three good friends.
I know a place where the wild thyme blows, where oxlips and the nodding violet grows.