He That Dies Pays All Debts.

Do Not Speak Like A Death's-head, Do Not Bid Me Remember Mine End.

Devils Soonest Tempt, Resembling Spirits Of Light.

Think'st Thou I'd Make A Life Of Jealousy, To Follow Still The Changes Of The Moon With Fresh Suspicions? No; To Be Once In Doubt Is Once To Be Resolved.

Speak The Speech, I Pray You, As I Pronounce It To You, Trippingly On The Tongue; But If You Mouth It, As Many Of Your Players Do, I Had As Lief The Town-crier Spoke My Lines.

Oh, She Doth Teach The Torches To Burn Bright!