My lord, they say five moons were seen to-night-- Four fixed, and the fifth did whirl about The other four in wondrous motion.
I...Kisss the tender inward of thy hand.
True hope is swift, and flies with swallow's wings.
No, Cassius; for the eye sees not itself, But by reflection, by some other things.
Time and the hour run through the roughest day.
For such things as you, I can scarce think there's any, ye're so slight.