[T]he Prince discovered to Claudio that he loved my niece your daughter and meant to acknowledge it this night in a dance, and if he found her accordant, he meant to take the present time by the top and instantly break with you of it. (A1,S2)
I had rather be a canker in a hedge than a rose in his grace, and it better fits my blood to be disdained of all than to fashion a carriage to rob love from any. (A1,S3)
That young start-up hath all the glory of my overthrow. If I can cross him any way, I bless myself every way. (A1,S3)