Art Made Tongue-tied By Authority.

Here Will Be An Old Abusing Of God's Patience And The King's English.

Time, That Takes Survey Of All The World, Must Have A Stop.

Come, Woo Me, Woo Me, For Now I Am In A Holiday Humor, And Like Enough To Consent.

Bid Me Discourse, I Will Enchant Thine Ear

I Am One, Sir, That Comes To Tell You Your Daughter And The Moor Are Now Making The Beast With Two Backs.(iago,acti,scenei)