And Caesar shall go forth.

Hamlet: Is this a prologue, or the posy of a ring? Ophelia: 'Tis brief, my lord. Hamlet: As woman's love.

Thou hast seen a farmer's dog bark at a beggar? And the creature run from the cur. There thou mightst behold the great image of authority-a dog's obeyed in office.

Give to a gracious message An host of tongues, but let ill tidings tell Themselves when they be felt.

When a gentlemen is disposed to swear, it is not for any standers-by to curtail his oaths.

To be a well-favoured man is the gift of fortune; but to write and read comes by nature.

The robbed that smiles, steals something from the thief.