Opinion, A Sovereign Mistress Of Effects.

Be Bloody, Bold, And Resolute; Laugh To Scorn The Power Of Man.

Flower Of This Purple Dye, Hit With Cupid's Archery, Sink In Apple Of His Eye.

Our Enemies Are Our Outward Consciences.

Benvolio- "by My Head, Here Come The Capulets." Mercutio- "by My Heel, I Care Not.

Besides, They Are Our Outward Consciences, And Preachers To Us All, Admonishing That We Should Drew Us Fairly For Our End.