Give Obedience Where 'tis Truly Owed.

I Dare Do All That May Become A Man; Who Dares Do More, Is None

Beshrew That Heart That Makes My Heart To Groan For That Deep Wound It Gives My Friend And Me; Is't Not Enough To Torture Me Alone, But Slave To Slavery My Sweet'st Friend Must Be?

Out, Damned Spot! Out, I Say! One: Two: Why, Then 'tis Time To Do't. Hell Is Murky!

Death, That Hath Suck'd The Honey Of Thy Breath Hath Had No Power Yet Upon Thy Beauty.

Will Fortune Never Come With Both Hands Full, But Write Her Fair Words Still In Foulest Terms?