The earth, that is nature's mother, is her tomb.
You are thought here to the most senseless and fit man for the job.
Dissembling harlot, thou art false in all!
Eye of newt, and toe of frog, Wool of bat, and tongue of dog, Adder's fork, and blind-worm's sting, Lizard's leg, and owlet's wing, For a charm of powerful trouble, Like a hell-broth boil and bubble.
Let me not to the marriage of true minds
...an old man is twice a child.