Taffeta Phrases, Silken Terms Precise, Three-piled Hyperboles,

Travelers Never Did Lie, Though Fools At Home Condemn Them.

O Romeo, Romeo! Wherefore Art Thou Romeo? Deny Thy Father And Refuse Thy Name; Or, If Thou Wilt Not, Be But Sworn My Love... 'tis But Thy Name That Is My Enemy; What's In A Name? That Which We Call A Rose By Any Other Name Would Smell As Sweet.

There's Some Ill Planet Reigns: I Must Be Patient Till The Heavens Look With An Aspect More Favourable.

This England Never Did, Nor Never Shall, Lie At The Proud Foot Of A Conqueror.

Away, You Mouldy Rogue, Away!