My only love sprung from my only hate.

His life was gentle; and the elements So mixed in him, that Nature might stand up And say to all the world, THIS WAS A MAN!

I have lov'd her ever since I saw her; and still I see her beautiful

Lay her i' the earth: And from her fair and unpolluted flesh May violets spring! I tell thee, churlish priest, A ministering angel shall my sister be, When thou liest howling. HAMLET. What, the fair Ophelia! QUEEN GERTRUDE. Sweets to the sweet: farewell!

I would we were all of one mind, and one mind good.

Thou weigh'st thy words before thou givest them breath.

Up and down, up and down I will lead them up and down I am feared in field in town Goblin, lead them up and down