Chewing the food of sweet and bitter fancy.

Though justice be thy plea consider this, that in the course of justice none of us should see salvation.

Thus have I, Wall, my part discharged so; And, being done, thus Wall away doth go.

They have been grand-jurymen since before Noah was a sailor

Were't not for laughing, I should pity him.

To die: - to sleep: No more; and, by a sleep to say we end The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks That flesh is heir to, 'tis a consummation Devoutly to be wished.

The bitter clamor of two eager tongues.