Sweet mercy is nobility's true badge.
I came, saw, and overcame.
Oh! that you could turn your eyes towards the napes of your necks, and make but an interior survey of your good selves.
See where she comes apparelled like the spring.
Most dear actors, eat no onions nor garlic, for we are to utter sweet breath.
That which hath made them drunk hath made me bold; What hath quenched them hath given me fire.