Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, Or to take arms against a sea of troubles, And by opposing end them?
I can call spirits from the vasty deep.
You taught me language, and my profit on't / Is, I know how to curse
Twas a clever quibble. Here, a garment for it.
Fall Greeks; fail fame; honour or go or stay; My major vow lies here, this I'll obey.
It is that fery person for all the orld, as just as you will desire; and seven hundred pounds of moneys, and gold, and silver, is her grandsire upon his death's-bed-Got deliver to a joyful resurrections!