I will not be sworn love may transform me
I’d rather hear my dog bark at a crow than a man swear he loves me
The prince hath got your hero
I am not an angle
Give not this rotten orange to your friend
I would rather my horse had the speed of your mouth
Dear lady distain, are you living yet
What fire is in mine ears
The prince and Claudio are mightier than you
I am a plain dealing villain