LEONATO Neighbours, you are tedious. DOGBERRY It pleases your worship to say so, but we are the poor duke's officers; but truly, for mine own part, if I were as tedious as a king, I could find it in my heart to bestow it all of your worship.

He is dead and gone, lady, He is dead and gone; At his head a grass-green turf, At his heels a stone.

Put forth thy hand, reach at the glorious gold.

Lord, what fools these mortals be!

What, all so soon asleep! I wish mine eyes Would, with themselves, shut up my thoughts.

In friendship, as in love, we are often happier through our ignorance than our knowledge.

Blessings of your heart, you brew good ale.