These Violent Delights Have Violent Ends.

Is This A Vision? Is This A Dream? Do I Sleep?

What's Hecuba To Him, Or He To Hecuba, That He Should Weep For Her?

There Is Throats To Be Cut, And Works To Be Done.

For You And I Are Past Our Dancing Days.

Cordelia! Stay A Little. Ha! What Is't Thou Say'st? Her Voice Was Ever Soft.