Ten Kisses Short As One, One Long

Tears Harden Lust, Though Marble Wear With Raining.

Bid Me Run, And I Will Strive With Things Impossible.

Home-keeping Youth Have Ever Homely Wits.

A Miracle. Here's Our Own Hands Against Our Hearts. Come, I Will Have Thee, But By This Light I Take Thee For Pity. Beatrice: I Would Not Deny You, But By This Good Day, I Yield Upon Great Persuasion, And Partly To Save Your Life, For I Was Told You Were In A Consumption. Benedick: Peace. I Will Stop Your Mouth.

Give Every Man Thy Ear, But Few Thy Voice.