Thus is his cheek the map of days outworn.

He was met even now As mad as the vex'd sea; singing aloud; Crown'd with rank fumiter and furrow-weeds, With bur-docks, hemlock, nettles, cuckoo-flowers, Darnel, and all the idle weeds that grow In our sustaining corn.

Their manners are more gentle, kind, than of Our human generation you shall find.

Throw physic to the dogs; I'll none of it.

Dreams, indeed, are ambition; for the very substance of the ambitious is merely the shadow of a dream. And I hold ambition of so airy and light a quality that it is but a shadow's shadow.

I have bought golden opinions from all sorts of people.

And oftentimes excusing of a fault doth make the fault the worse by the excuse.