My noble father, I do perceive here a divided duty. To you I am bound for life and education. My life and education both do learn me How to respect you. You are the lord of my duty, I am hitherto your daughter. But here’s my husband, And so much duty as my mother showed To you, preferring you before her father, So much I challenge that I may profess Due to the Moor my lord.

How hard it is for women to keep counsel!

Fight to the last gasp.

Falsehood falsehood cures

He is not great who is not greatly good.

Though I am not naturally honest, I am sometimes so by chance.

For in that sleep of death what dreams may come.