Thou shalt be free As mountain winds: but then exactly do All points of my command.

I am very proud, revengeful, ambitious, with more offences at my beck than I have thoughts to put them in, imagination to give them shape, or time to act them in.

Affection, mistress of passion, sways it to the mood of what it likes or loathes.

Tell me, daughter Juliet, How stands your dispositions to be married" It is an honor that I dream not of

Love moderately; long love doth so; too swift arrives as tardy as too slow.

I see you stand like greyhounds in the slips, Straining upon the start. The game's afoot; Follow your spirit: and upon this charge, Cry — God for Harry! England and Saint George!

QUINCE Francis Flute, the bellows-mender. FLUTE Here, Peter Quince. QUINCE Flute, you must take Thisby on you. FLUTE What is Thisby? a wandering knight? QUINCE It is the lady that Pyramus must love. FLUTE Nay, faith, let me not play a woman; I have a beard coming.