Alas, their love may be call'd appetite. No motion of the liver, but the palate
By the apostle Paul, shadows tonight Have struck more terror to the soul of Richard Than can the substance of ten thousand soldiers.
In the modesty of fearful duty, I read as much as from the rattling tongue of saucy and audacious eloquence.
He that loves to be flattered is worthy o' the flatterer.
Beauty is bought by judgement of the eye.
Truth will come to sight; murder cannot be hid long.