Rebellion in this land shall lose his sway, meeting the check of such another day.
Weep not, sweet queen, for trickling tears are vain.
He hath disgrac'd me and hind'red me half a million; laugh'd at my losses, mock'd at my gains, scorned my nation, thwarted my bargains, cooled my friends, heated my enemies. And what's his reason? I am a Jew.
Women's weapons, water-drops.
Good morning to you, fair and gracious daughter.
Time travels in divers paces with divers persons.