Men have died from time to time, and worms have eaten them, but not for love.
Winter's not gone yet, if the wild geese fly that way.
Danger knows full well that Caesar is more dangerous than he. We are two lions litterโd in one day, and I the elder and more terrible.
O sleep! O gentle sleep! Nature's soft nurse.
Call me what instrument you will, though you can fret me, you cannot play upon me.
If her breath were as terrible as her terminations, there were no living near her, she would infect to the north star!