Macbeth, Act V. sc. I cannot hide what I am. Much Ado about Nothing, Act I. sc. Kindness in women, not their beauteous looks, shall win my love. Taming of the Shrew, Act V. sc.
Sweet flowers are slow, and weeds make haste.
Much Ado about Nothing, Act V. sc. What's gone and what's past help should be past grief. King Lear, Act V. sc. If we do now make our atonement well our peace will, like a broken limb united, grow stronger for the breaking. O call back yesterday, bid time return.