Take, O, take those lips away, That so sweetly were forsworn; And those eyes, the break of day, Lights that do mislead the morn: But my kisses bring again, bring again; Seals of love, but sealed in vain, sealed in vain. -Measure for Measure. Act iv. Sc. 1.

All's well that ends well.

O, that he were here to write me down an ass! -Much Ado about Nothing. Act iv. Sc. 2.

Three misbegotten knaves in Kendal green. -King Henry IV. Part I. Act ii. Sc. 4.

The idea of her life shall sweetly creep Into his study of imagination, And every lovely organ of her life, Shall come apparell'd in more precious habit, More moving-delicate and full of life Into the eye and prospect of his soul. -Much Ado about Nothing. Act iv. Sc. 1.

We have some salt of our youth in us. -The Merry Wives of Windsor. Act ii. Sc. 3.