A contract of eternal bond of love, Confirm'd by mutual joinder of your hands, Arrested by the holy close of lips, Strength'ned by the interchangement of your rings, And all the ceremony of this compact Seal'd in my function, by my testimony.
Do not spread the compost on the weeds.
We will all laugh at gilded butterflies.
Falsehood falsehood cures
Bait the hook well. This fish will bite.
First Witch He knows thy thought: Hear his speech, but say thou nought.