Still it cried โSleep no more!โ to all the house: โGlamis hath murderโd sleep, and therefore Cawdor shall sleep no more,โMacbeth shall sleep no more!
Full fathom five thy father lies
All pride is willing pride.
What is more miserable than discontent?
My love is deep; the more I give to thee, the more I have, both are infinite.
The cat will mew, and dog will have his day.