To have seen much and to have nothing is to have rich eyes and poor hands.
Let no such man be trusted.
Beggar that I am, I am even poor in thanks, but I thank you; and sure, dear friends, my thanks are too dear a halfpenny.
For man is a giddy thing, and this is my conclusion.
Up and down, up and down I will lead them up and down I am feared in field in town Goblin, lead them up and down
Where shall we three meet again in thunder, lightning, or in rain? When the hurlyburly 's done, when the battle 's lost and won