Sleep, that sometimes shuts up sorrow's eye.
Unnatural deeds do breed unnatural troubles.
By the pricking of my thumbs, Something wicked this way comes.
Out, out, brief candle! Life's but a walking shadow.
Vaulting ambition, which o'erleaps itself And falls on the other side
LEONATO Neighbours, you are tedious. DOGBERRY It pleases your worship to say so, but we are the poor duke's officers; but truly, for mine own part, if I were as tedious as a king, I could find it in my heart to bestow it all of your worship.