Be Not Afeard; The Isle Is Full

To Sue To Live, I Find I Seek To Die; And, Seeking Death, Find Life: Let It Come On.

Affection Faints Not Like A Pale-faced Coward, But Then Woos Best When Most His Choice Is Froward.

Death Is A Fearful Thing.

Our Remedies Oft In Ourselves Do Lie, Which We Ascribe To Heaven.

O, When She's Angry, She Is Keen And Shrewd! She Was A Vixen When She Went To School; And Though She Be But Little, She Is Fierce.