Downy sleep, death's counterfeit.
Frailty, thy name is woman!
Sycorax has grown into a hoop
Civil dissension is a viperous worm That gnaws the bowels of the commonwealth.
Young Adam Cupid, he that shot so trim, When King Cophetua loved the beggar-maid!
Well, heaven forgive him! and forgive us all! Some rise by sin, and some by virtue fall: Some run from brakes of ice, and answer none: And some condemned for a fault alone.