No beast so fierce but knows some touch of pity. But I know none, and therefore am no beast.

Fall Greeks; fail fame; honour or go or stay; My major vow lies here, this I'll obey.

Dead shepherd, now I find thy saw of might. Whoever lov'd that lov'd not at first sight.

Do all men kill the things they do not love ............ The quality of mercy is not strain'd It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven Upon the place beneath: it is twice blest It blesseth him that gives and him that takes

Awake, dear heart, awake. Thou hast slept well. Awake.

Old Time the clock-setter.

But we have reason to cool our raging motions, our carnal stings, our unbitted lusts; whereof I take this that you call love to bea sect or scion.... It is merely a lust of the blood and a permission of the will.