They Have A Plentiful Lack Of Wit.

For I Have Neither Wit, Nor Words, Nor Worth, Action, Nor Utterance, Nor The Power Of Speech, To Stir Men's Blood: I Only Speak Right On; I Tell You That Which You Yourselves Do Know.

Kiss Me, Kate, We Shall Be Married O'sunday

I Have Seen Better Faces In My Time Than Stands On Any Shoulder That I See Before Me At This Instant.

...lest Too Light Winning Make The Prize Light.

By Heaven, I'll Make A Ghost Of Him That Lets Me.