Every True Man's Apparel Fits Your Thief.

Lady, You Are The Cruel'st She Alive If You Will Lead These Graces To The Grave And Leave The World No Copy.

What Soilders Whey-face? The English For So Please You. Take Thy Face Hence.

O Romeo, Romeo, Wherefore Art Thou Romeo? Deny Thy Father Refuse Thy Name, Thou Art Thyself Thou Not A Montegue, What Is Montegue? Tis Nor Hand Nor Foot Nor Any Other Part Belonging To A Man What Is In A Name? That Which We Call A Rose By Any Other Name Would Smell As Sweet, So Romeo Would Were He Not Romeo Called Retain Such Dear Perfection To Which He Owes Without That Title, Romeo, Doth Thy Name! And For That Name Which Is No Part Of Thee, Take All Thyself.

Should All Despair That Have Revolted Wives, The Tenth Of Mankind Would Hang Themselves.

Zounds! Sir, You Are One Of Those That Will Not Serve God If The Devil Bid You.