“There's nothing ill can dwell in such a temple. If the ill spirit have so fair a house, Good things will strive to dwell with't”

“Was ever book containing such vile matter so fairly bound? O that deceit should dwell in such a gorgeous place!”

“Oh, God! I have an ill-divining soul!”

“Tis safter to be that which we destroyThan by destruction dwell in doubtful joy.”

“Ill-weaved ambition, how much art thou shrunk! When that this body did contain a spirit a kingdom for it was to small a bound. But now two paces of the vilest earth are room enough”

“The wine-cup is the little silver well, Where truth, if truth there beDoth dwell.”

“Ill met by moonlight, proud Titania”