Good Name In Man And Woman Is

For Such Things As You, I Can Scarce Think There's Any, Ye're So Slight.

Now Let It Work. Mischief, Thou Art Afoot. Take Thou What Course Thou Wilt.

Give Me A Bowl Of Wine. I Have Not That Alacrity Of Spirit Nor Cheer Of Mind That I Was Wont To Have.

Leonato Well, Niece, I Hope To See You One Day Fitted With A Husband. Beatrice Not Till God Make Men Of Some Other Metal Than Earth. Would It Not Grieve A Woman To Be Overmastered With A Pierce Of Valiant Dust? To Make An Account Of Her Life To A Clod Of Wayward Marl? No, Uncle, I'll None: Adam's Sons Are My Brethren; And, Truly, I Hold It A Sin To Match In My Kindred.

Where Every Something, Being Blent Together Turns To A Wild Of Nothing.