If you have tears, prepare to shed them now.

When rich villains have need of poor ones, poor ones may make what price they will

Sufferance is the badge of all our tribe.

But yet, I say, if imputation and strong circumstances, which lead directly to the door of truth, will give you satisfaction, you may have it.

Look like the innocent flower, But be the serpent under it.

I am ill at these numbers.

If there were a sympathy in choice, War, death, or sickness, did lay siege to it, Making it momentary as a sound, Swift as a shadow, short as any dream, Brief as the lightning in the collied night That, in a spleen, unfolds both heaven and earth, And ere a man hath power to say 'Behold!' The jaws of darkness do devour it up; So quick bright things come to confusion.