Fair thoughts and happy hours attend on you.
Good morning to you, fair and gracious daughter.
Now the fair goddess, Fortune, Fall deep in love with thee, and her great charms Misguide thy opposers' swords!
Fair, kind, and true, have often lived alone.
And she's fair I love.
Virtuous and fair, royal and gracious.
That if you be honest and fair, your honesty should admit no discourse to your beauty.
Sir, he's a good dog, and a fair dog.
To this urn let those repair That are either true or fair; For these dead birds sigh a prayer.
Come, go with us, speak fair; you may salve so, Not what is dangerous present, but the los Of what is past.
What the vengeance, could he not speak 'em fair?
Fair youth, I would I could make thee believe I love.
Who is Silvia What is she, That all our swains commend her Holy, fair, and wise is she.
I once did hold it, as our statists do, A baseness to write fair, and labour'd much How to forget that learning; but, sir, now It did me yeoman's service.
If she be fair and wise, fairness and wit, The one's for use, the other useth it.
Is she kind as she is fair?
Join not with grief, fair woman, do not so, To make my end too sudden.
Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypres let me be laid; Fly away, fly away, breath; I am slain by a fair cruel maid.
The arms are fair, When the intent of bearing them is just.
"Fair, kind, and true" is all my argument, "Fair, kind, and true" varying to other words; And in this change is my invention spent, Three themes in one, which wondrous scope affords.
Speak, my fair, and fairly, I pray thee.
The hand that hath made you fair hath made you good.