I Am Sir Oracle, And When I

Who Wooed In Haste, And Means To Wed At Leisure.

Come Now, What Masques, What Dances Shall We Have To Wear Away This Long Age Of Three Hours Between Our After-supper And Bedtime?

I Am Afeard There Are Few Die Well That Die In Battle, For How Can They Charitably Dispose Of Anything When Blood Is Their Argument?

Believe Then, If You Please, That I Can Do Strange Things. [act 5, Scene 2]

And Thence From Athens Turn Away Our Eyes To Seek New Friends And Stranger Companies.