“Where souls do couch on flowers we’ll hand in hand...”

“Your face, my thane, is as a book where menMay read strange matters. To beguile the time,Look like the time; bear welcome in your eye,Your hand, your tongue: look like the innocent flower,But be the serpent under't.”

“Where the bee sucks, there suck IIn the cow-slip's bell i lieThere I couch when owls do cry”

“where civil blood makes civil hands unclean”

“I commend my soul into the hands of God, my Creator, hoping andassuredly believing, through the only merits of Jesus Christ, mySaviour, to be made partaker of life everlasting.”

“Let us to it pellmell. If not to Heaven, then hand in hand to Hell.”

“We came into the world like brother and brother,And now let's go hand in hand, not one before another.”