My soul is in the sky.
First Witch He knows thy thought: Hear his speech, but say thou nought.
Gnawing with my teeth my bonds in sunder, I gain'd my freedom.
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)
Thus is his cheek the map of days outworn.
When the sea was calm all ships alike showed mastership in floating.