Proper Deformity Shows Not In The Fiend

Canst Thou, O Partial Sleep, Give Thy Repose To The Wet Sea-boy In An Hour So Rude, And In The Calmest And Most Stillest Night, With All Appliances And Means To Boot, Deny It To A King?

I Am As Vigilant As A Cat To Steal Cream.

Thy Friendship Makes Us Fresh.

Demetrius Relent, Sweet Hermia: And, Lysander, Yield Thy Crazed Title To My Certain Right. Lysander You Have Her Father's Love, Demetrius; Let Me Have Hermia's: Do You Marry Him.

Where Souls Do Couch On Flowers We'll Hand In Hand.