"And if his name be George, I'll call him Peter; For new-made honour doth forget men's names."

"For he is but a bastard to the time, That doth not smack of observation."

"Sweet, sweet, sweet poison for the age’s tooth."

"For courage mounteth with occasion."

"I would that I were low laid in my grave: I am not worth this coil that’s made for me."

"Saint George, that swindg'd the dragon, and e’er since Sits on his horse back at mine hostess’ door."

"He is the half part of a blessed man, Left to be finished by such as she; And she a fair divided excellence, Whose fu…"

"Talks as familiarly of roaring lions, As maids of thirteen do of puppy-dogs!"

"Zounds! I was never so bethump’d with words, Since I first call’d my brother’s father, dad."

"The worst Lord of thy presence, and no land beside."