woah is me to have seen what i seen see what i see
If ever thou be'st bound in thy scarf and beaten, thou shalt find what it is to be proud of thy bondage.
This feather stirs; she lives! if it be so, it is a chance which does redeem all sorrows that ever I have felt.
The instruments of darkness tell us truths.
Let not the world see fear and sad distrust govern the motion of a kingly eye.
A happy ending cannot come in the middle of the story