My soul is in the sky.

We are such stuff as dreams are made on; and our little life is rounded with a sleep.

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.

All thy vexations Were but my trials of thy love, and thou Hast strangely stood the test; here, afore heaven, I ratify this my rich gift.

This tyrant, whose sole name blisters our tongues,Was once thought honest.

Beauty provoketh thieves sooner than gold.

He is well paid that is well satisfied.