All is not well;I doubt some foul play.
Modest doubt is called the beacon of the wise.
Where love is great, the littlest doubts are fear; When little fears grow great, great love grows there.
Doubt that the stars are fire, doubt that the sun doth move, doubt truth to be a liar, but never doubt I love.
Where love is great, the littlest doubts are fear; Where little fears grow great, great love grows there.
Too much of water hast thou poor Ophelia, and therefore I forbid my tears. But yet it is our trick, let shame say what it will. when these are gone the women will be out! Adieu my lord, I have a speech of fire that fane would blaze, But that this folly doubts it.
But now I am cabin'd, cribb'd, confined, bound in To saucy doubts and fears.
Doubt is a thief that often makes us fear to tread where we might have won.
O' thinkest thou we shall ever meet again? I doubt it not; and all these woes shall serve For sweet discourses in our times to come.
To saucy doubts and fears.
O, what damned minutes tells he o'er Who dotes, yet doubts, suspects, yet fondly loves!
I doubt not then but innocence shall makeFalse accusation blush, and tyrannyTremble at patience.
To be once in doubt Is once to be resolved.
But now I am cabined, cribbed, confined, bound in To saucy doubts and fears.
The wound of peace is surety, Surety secure; but modest doubt is called The beacon of the wise, the tent that searches To th' bottom of the worst.