Un-thread the rude eye of rebellion, and welcome home again discarded faith.
A king of infinite space
Ne'er ask me what raiment I'll wear, for I have no more doublets than backs, no more stockings than legs, nor no more shoes than feet--nay, sometime more feet than shoes, or such shoes as my toes look through the overleather.
Bounty, being free itself, thinks all others so.
Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow,Creeps in this petty pace from day to day
Sir Andrew Ague-Cheek: I'll stay a month longer. I am a fellow o' the strangest mind i' the world; I delight in masques and revels sometimes altogether (He's an oddity in that he enjoys having fun)