It will have blood, they say; blood will have blood.
O, pardon me, thou bleeding piece of earth, / That I am meek and gentle with these butchers!
Life is as tedious as twice-told tale, vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man.
A man can die but once.
My love is thine to teach; teach it but how, And thou shalt see how apt it is to learn. Any hard lesson that may do thee good.
To be generous, guiltless, and of a free disposition is to take those things for bird-bolts that you deem cannon-bullets.