Speak the speech, I pray you, as I pronounc'd it to you, trippingly on the tongue.

He who has injured thee was either stronger or weaker than thee. If weaker, spare him; if stronger, spare thyself.

Lovers and madmen have such seething brains Such shaping fantasies, that apprehend More than cool reason ever comprehends.

Upon thy cheek I lay this zealous kiss, as seal to the indenture of my love.

And then he drew a dial from his poke, And looking with lack-lustre eye, Says very wisely, 'It is ten o'clock: Thus we may see', Quoth he, 'how the world wags: 'Tis but an hour ago since it was nine, And after one hour more 'twill be eleven; And so from hour to hour we ripe and ripe, And then from hour to hour we rot and rot.

Under loves heavy burden do I sink. --Romeo

Hardness ever of hardness is mother.