Although the last, not least.

My wits begin to turn.

This rudeness is a sauce to his good wit, Which gives men stomach to digest his words With better appetite.

Hath Romeo slain himself? Say thou but ay, And that bare vowel ay shall poison more Than the death-darting eye of cockatrice. I am not I,if there be such an ay, Or those eyes shut,that make thee answer ay: If he be slain say ay,or if not,no: Brief sounds,determine of my weal or woe.

we are the lords of all eternity

Thou hast most traitorously corrupted the youth of the realm in erecting a grammar school.

Let men say we be men of good government, being governed, as the sea is, by our noble and chaste mistress the moon, under whose countenance we steal.