Nice customs curtsy to great kings.

Words without thoughts never to heaven go.

Then to Silvia let us sing that Silvia is excelling. She excels each mortal thing upon the dull earth dwelling.

For 'tis the sport to have the engineerHoist with his own petard.

O God, that men should put an enemy in their mouths to steal away their brains!" - Cassio (Act II, Scene iii)

Thou hast seen a farmer's dog bark at a beggar? And the creature run from the cur. There thou mightst behold the great image of authority-a dog's obeyed in office.

You blocks, you stones, you worse than senseless things!