The king's name is a tower of strength.
It is in pardoning that we are pardoned.
Thou shalt be free As mountain winds: but then exactly do All points of my command.
This most excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave o-erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire.
The time is out of joint.
I'll be damned for never a king's son in Christendom.