Macduff: What Three Things Does Drink Especially

So. Lie There, My Art.

And It Is Very Much Lamented,... That You Have No Such Mirrors As Will Turn Your Hidden Worthiness Into Your Eye That You Might See Your Shadow.

Women's Weapons, Water-drops.

I Know A Lady In Venice Would Have Walked Barefoot To Palestine For A Touch Of His Nether Lip

Great Men May Jest With Saints; 'tis Wit In Them; But, In The Less Foul Profanation.