This Cold Night Will Turn Us All

If You Love An Addle Egg As Well As You Love An Idle Head, You Would Eat Chickens I' Th' Shell.

Love Is Too Young To Know What Conscience Is.

O Excellent! I Love Long Life Better Than Figs.

But, Soft! What Light Through Yonder Window Breaks? It Is The East, And Juliet Is The Sun.

Never Anything Can Be Amiss, When Simpleness And Duty Tender It.