Thou Whoreson, Senseless Villain!

Mind Your Speech A Little Lest You Should Mar Your Fortunes.

What's Hecuba To Him, Or He To Hecuba, That He Should Weep For Her?

Nothing Teems But Hateful Docks, Rough Thistles, Kecksies, Burs, Losing Both Beauty And Utility.

What Infinite Heart's-ease Must Kings Neglect That Private Men Enjoy! And What Have Kings That Privates Have Not Too, Save Ceremony, Save General Ceremony?

For Some Must Watch, While Some Must Sleep So Runs The World Away