“And this the cranny is, right and sinister,

Through which the fearful lovers are to whisper.” (3.1.69)

“Be kind and courteous to this gentleman;

Hop in his walks and gambol in his eyes;

Feed him with apricots and dewberries,” (3.1.170)

“Why should you think that I should woo in scorn?

Scorn and derision never come in tears.” (3.2.125)

“Ay, do. Persever, counterfeit sad looks,

Make mouths upon me when I turn my back," (3.2.242)

“This is thy negligence: still thou mistak’st,

Or else commit’st thy knaveries willfully.” (3.2.366)

“I pray thee, gentle mortal, sing again.

Mine ear is much enamour’d of thy note.” (4.1.78)

“ We the globe can compass soon,

Swifter than the wand’ring moon.” (4.1.101)

“I know you two are rival enemies.

How comes this gentle concord in the world,

That hatred is so far from jealousy” (4.1.149)

“For in the temple, by and by with us,

These couples shall eternally be knit.” (4.1.188)

“A fortnight hold we this solemnity

In nightly revels and new jollity.” (5.1.39)

“Merry and tragical? Tedious and brief?

That is hot ice and wondrous strange snow.

How shall we find the concord of this discord?” (5.1.64)