For you and I are past our dancing days.
He does it with better grace, but I do it more natural.
There is no sure foundation set on blood, No certain life achieved by others' death.
They that have voice of lions and act of hares,--are they not monsters?
Thou hast no figures nor no fantasies Which busy care draws in the brains of men; Therefore thou sleep'st so sound.
With mirth in funeral and with dirge in marriage.