Me, Poor Man, My Library Was Dukedom

Pleasure And Revenge Have Ears More Deaf Than Adders To The Voice Of Any True Decision.

O England! Model To Thy Inward Greatness, Like Little Body With A Might Heart.

Thus Can The Demigod Authority Make Us Pay Down For Our Offense By Weight The Words Of Heaven; On Whom It Will, It Will, On Whom It Will Not, So: Yet Still 'tis Just.

I Am One, Sir, That Comes To Tell You Your Daughter And The Moor Are Now Making The Beast With Two Backs.(iago,acti,scenei)

Is He On His Horse? O Happy Horse, To Bear The Weight Of Antony!