I come but in as others do, to try with him the strength of my youth.

Come here about me, you my Myrmidons.

So Guildenstern and Rosencrantz go to it.

The quality of mercy is not strained . . .

O God, that I were a man! I would eat his heart in the marketplace!

We are not all alone unhappy . . . .

The maidens call it Love-In-Idleness

Cowards die many times before their deaths; the valiant never taste of death but once.

Dost though think, because thou aet virtuous, there shall be no more cakes andale?

Sweet sister, let me live.

O reason not the need . . .

We stand up peerless . . . .

Thou met’st with things dying; I, with things newborn.

Gawain grips his ax and gathers it aloft . . .

She loved me for the dangers I had passed, and I loved her that she did pity them.

Havenot saints lips, and holy palmers too?

Banish plump Jack and banish all the world!

Something wicked this way comes . . .

Throughout Athens I am thought as fair as she … .

The first thing we do, let’s kill all the lawyers.