The hand of little employment hath the daintier sense.

To move is to stir, and to be valiant is to stand; therefore, if tou art mov'd, thou runst away. (To be angry is to move, to be brave is to stand still. Therefore, if you're angry, you'll run away.)

Weep not, sweet queen, for trickling tears are vain.

You speak like a green girl / unsifted in such perilous circumstances.

O, how I faint when I of you do write, Knowing a better spirit doth use your name, And in the praise thereof spends all his might To make me tongue-tied speaking of your fame.

O, then I see Queen Mab hath been with you. . . . She is the fairies’ midwife, and she comes In shape no bigger than an agate stone On the forefinger of an alderman, Drawn with a team of little atomi Athwart men’s noses as they lie asleep.

As in a theatre, the eyes of men, after a well-graced actor leaves the stage, are idly bent on him that enters next.