That orbed continent the fire that severs day from night.
That modesty may more betray our sense than woman’s lightness? Having waste ground enough, shall we desire to raze the sanctuary, and pitch our evils there?
Sweet mercy is nobility’s true badge.
Suspicion always haunts the guilty mind.
Suit the action to the word, the word to the action.
Strong reasons make strong actions.
Some sins do bear their privilege on earth.
Society is no comfort to one not sociable.
Or are you like the painting of a sorrow, a face without a heart?
O, she will sing the savageness out of a bear.
O, how ripe in show thy lips, those kissing cherries, tempting grow.
Now, God be praised: that to believing souls gives light in darkness, comfort in despair!
