It is a familiar beast to man, and signifies love.
Men's eyes were made to look, and let them gaze. I will not budge for no man's pleasure.
Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand?
His forward voice now is to speak well of his friend. His backward voice is to utter foul speeches and to detract.
Foolery, sir, does walk about the orb like the sun; it shines everywhere.
This thing of darkness I acknowlege mine. There is nothing more confining than the prison we don't know we are in.