Nothing 'gainst Times Scythe Can Make Defence.

A Substitute Shines Brightly As A King Until A King Be By, And Then His State Empties Itself, As Dot An Inland Brook Into The Main Of Waters.

Romans, Countrymen, And Lovers, Hear Me For My Cause, And Be Silent, That You May Hear.

Ere Yet The Salt Of Most Unrighteous Tears Had Left The Flushing Of Her Gallèd Eyes, She Married. O, Most Wicked Speed, To Post With Such Dexterity To Incestuous Sheets!

The Time Is Out Of Joint : O Cursed Spite, That Ever I Was Born To Set It Right!

The Voice Of Parents Is The Voice Of Gods, For To Their Children They Are Heaven's Lieutenants.