Then sigh not so, but let them go,
And be you blithe and bonny,
Converting all your sounds of woe
Into hey nonny, nonny.

    — William Shakespeare, from “Sigh No More” in Much Ado About Nothing

Now civil wounds are stopp’d, peace lives again:
That she may long live here, God say amen!

    — William Shakespeare, Richard III (thanks, folderolandmarginalia)

As you from crimes would pardoned be,
Let your indulgence set me free.

    — William Shakespeare, from The Tempest (thanks, easytochronicle)

So call the field to rest, and let’s away
To part the glories of this happy day.

    — William Shakespeare, Julius Caesar (thank you, turtle787)

[So, good night unto you all.]
Give me your hands, if we be friends,
And Robin shall restore amends.

    — William Shakespeare, from A Midsummer Night’s Dream

Well, while I live, I’ll fear no other thing
So sore, as keeping safe Nerrissa’s ring.

    — William Shakespeare, The Merchant of Venice (thanks, aghastandrantings)