Thou art a very ragged Wart.
He that is strucken blind can not forget the precious treasure of his eyesight lost.
O, teach me how you look, and with what art You sway the motion of Demetrius' heart."-Helena
Thou art a boil, a plague sore, an embossed carbuncle in my corrupted blood.
O, while you live, tell truth, and shame the Devil!
Tis a cruelty to load a fallen man.