I care not, a man can die but once; we owe God and death.

We are advertis'd by our loving friends.

One may smile, and smile, and be a villain.

Now join your hands, and with your hands your hearts.

Sweet mercy is nobility's true badge.

Nor shall this peace sleep with her; but as when The bird of wonder dies, the maiden phoenix, Her ashes new-create another heir As great in admiration as herself.

This wimpled, whining, purblind, wayward boy, this Senior Junior, giant dwarf...Cupid.