Come, gentlemen, I hope we shall drink down all unkindness. – William Shakespeare
I am but mad north-north-west: when the wind is southerly I know a hawk from a handsaw. – William Shakespeare

Come, gentlemen, I hope we shall drink down all unkindness. – William Shakespeare
I am but mad north-north-west: when the wind is southerly I know a hawk from a handsaw. – William Shakespeare
Tis not enough to help the feeble up, but to support him after. – William Shakespeare
Your old virginity is like one of our French withered pears: it looks ill, it eats dryly. – William Shakespeare