More can I bear than you dare execute.
Virtue itself scapes not calumnious strokes.
Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible to feelings as to sight?
Speak on, but be not over-tedious.
Drink, sir, is a great provoker of three things . . . nose-painting, sleep, and urine. Lechery, sir, it provokes, and unprovokes; it provokes the desire, but it takes away the performance.
Away! Thou'rt poison to my blood.