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I will wear my heart upon my sleeve Your gentle hands lend us, and take our hearts. 

No, Corin, being old, thou canst not guess, Though in thy youth thou wast as true a lover As ever sigh'd upon a midnight pillow. 

The better part of valour is discretion. At one fell swoop Yet I was in that credit with them at that time that 

I knew of their going to bed; and of other motions, as promising her marriage, and things which would derive me ill will to speak of; therefore I will not speak what I know.

 But if thy love were ever like to mine, As sure I think did never man love so, How many actions most ridiculous Hast thou been drawn to by thy fantasy?