Speak comfortable words.
Society is no comfort, to one not sociable.
Courage and comfort, all shall yet go well
So now I have confessed that he is thine, And I my self am mortgaged to thy will, My self I'll forfeit, so that other mine, Thou wilt restore to be my comfort still.
Wisely weigh our sorrow with our comfort.
The tyrant custom, most grave senators, Hath made the flinty and steel couch of war My thrice-driven bed of down.
MenCan counsel and speak comfort to that griefWhich they themselves not feel.
Be collected. No more amazement. Tell your piteous heart There's no harm done.
There should be hours for necessities, not for delights; times to repair our nature with comforting repose, and not for us to waste these times.
He receives comfort like cold porridge.
Now I am past all comforts here, but prayer.
Here comes a man of comfort, whose advice Hath often stilled my brawling discontent.
Oh, injurious love, that respites me a life, whose very comfort is still a dying horror
Comfort's in heaven, and we are on the earth
My comfort is, that old age, that ill layer-up of beauty, can do no more spoil upon my face
Never came trouble to my house in the likeness of your Grace, for trouble being gone, comfort should remain; but when you depart from me, sorrow abides and happiness takes his leave.
God be prais'd, that to believing souls, Gives light in darkness, comfort in despair
Thou art all the comfort, The Gods will diet me with.