One fairer than my love? The all-seeing sun Ne'er saw her match since first the world begun.

Set honour in one eye and death i' the other, And I will look on both indifferently.

The band that seems to tie their friendship together will be the very strangler of their amity.

Our thoughts are ours, their ends none of our own

Not that I loved Caesar less, but that I loved Rome more.

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!

It hurts not the tongue to give fair words.