Cease to lament for that thou canst not help; and study help for that which thou lamentest.

By medicine life may be prolonged, yet death will seize the doctor too.

He took the bride about the neck and kissed her lips with such a clamorous smack that at the parting all the church did echo.

My only love sprung from my only hate.

Ay, but to die, and go we know not where.

I hope to see London once ere I die.

I drink to the general joy o’ the whole table." Macbeth