Oh, Flatter Me; For Love Delights In

A Good Old Man, Sir. He Will Be Talking. As They Say, When The Age Is In, The Wit Is Out.

Let Me Have Men About Me That Are Fat... Yond Cassius Has A Lean And Hungry Look. He Thinks Too Much: Such Men Are Dangerous.

There's Some Ill Planet Reigns: I Must Be Patient Till The Heavens Look With An Aspect More Favourable.

I Go, I Go, Look How I Go, Swifter Than An Arrow From A Bow

It Is Held That Valor Is The Chiefest Virtue, And Most Dignifies The Haver.