- "My beauty, like the snuff of burning taper,
Wastes itself in its own light" (Act 2, Scene 1).
- "He is to his brother, as I to my sister,
So dear and so devoted" (Act 1, Scene 3).
- "My master is of churlish disposition,
And little recks to find the way to heaven
By doing deeds of hospitality" (Act 2, Scene 4).
- "All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players" (Act 2, Scene 7).
- "Thy faith my father would have found
As little as do now our wishes grant
In our true love" (Act 4, Scene 1).
- "And in my voice so free,
To pray and sing God save thee" (Act 5, Scene 1).