And when I am forgotten, as I shall be, And asleep in dull cold marble, where no mention Of me must be heard of, say, I taught thee.

A gentleman that loves to hear himself talk, will speak more in a minute than he will stand to in a month.

Cursed be the hand that made these fatal holes.

I had rather be a dog, and bay the moon, Than such a Roman.

Thou unfit for any place but hell.

Officers, what offence have these men done? DOGBERRY Marry, sir, they have committed false report; moreover, they have spoken untruths; secondarily, they are slanders; sixth and lastly, they have belied a lady; thirdly, they have verified unjust things; and, to conclude, they are lying knaves.

Farewell, fair cruelty.