(Cf. also Greg's Henslowe Papers, p. 143.)
Bashful Lover, III., 2, 3:
A diamond,
Though set in horn, is still a diamond
And sparkles, as in purest gold.
Very Woman, IV., 1, 90:
Revenge, that thirsty dropsy of our souls,
Which makes us covet that which hurts us most,
Is not alone sweet, but partakes of tartness.
Duke of Milan, I., 1, 60:
Dangers that we see
To threaten ruin, are with ease prevented;
But those strike deadly that come unexpected.
Great Duke of Florence, III., 1, 138:
Love
Steals sometimes through the ear into the heart,
As well as by the eye.
Picture, II., 1, 79: