You Dull Ass Will Not Mend His

Believe Then, If You Please, That I Can Do Strange Things. [act 5, Scene 2]

Oh Why Rebuke You Him That Loves You So? / Lay Breath So Bitter On Your Bitter Foe.

If You Spend Word For Word With Me, I Shall Make Your Wit Bankrupt.

O, Reason Not The Need!

The Sweetest Honey Is Loathsome In His Own Deliciousness.