For I can raise no money by vile means.
Who seeks, and will not take, when once 'tis offer'd, Shall never find it more.
Sigh no more ladies, sigh no more, men were deceivers ever
I am one, sir, that comes to tell you your daughter and the Moor are now making the beast with two backs.(IAGO,ActI,SceneI)
Pardon's the word to all.
The barge she sat in, like a burnish'd throne, Burnt on the water.