Weed Your Better Judgments Of All Opinion

Do All Men Kill The Things They Do Not Love ............ The Quality Of Mercy Is Not Strain'd It Droppeth As The Gentle Rain From Heaven Upon The Place Beneath: It Is Twice Blest It Blesseth Him That Gives And Him That Takes

I Cannot But Remember Such Things Were That Were Most Precious To Me.

Love Adds A Precious Seeing To The Eye.

If You Have Tears, Prepare To Shed Them Now.

A Heavier Task Could Not Have Been Impos'd, Than I To Speak My Griefs Unspeakable.