Charles: On what submissive message art thou sent?
Lucy: Submission, Dauphin! 'tis a mere French word;
We English warriors wot not what it means.
Canterbury: My lord, I'll tell you: that self bill is urg'd,
Which in the eleventh year of the last king's reign
Was like, and had indeed against us pass'd,
But that the scambling and unquiet time
Did push it out of farther question.
Lucius: Who should I swear by? thou believ'st no god;
That granted, how canst thou believe an oath?
Escalus [Aside]: Well, heaven forgive him! and forgive us all!
Some rise by sin, and some by virtue fall:
Some run from brakes of ice, and answer none:
And some condemned for a fault alone.
Montano: What from the cape can you discern at sea?
First Gentleman: Nothing at all. It is a high-wrought flood.
I cannot 'twixt the heaven and the main
Descry a sail.
Iago: Thus do I ever make my fool my purse.
For I mine own gained knowledge should profane
If I would time expend with such a snipe
But for my sport and profit.
Iago: Come, be a man. Drown thyself? Drown cats and blind puppies! I have professed me thy friend, and I confess me knit to thy deserving with cables of perdurable toughness.
Roderigo: It is silliness to live when to live is torment, and then have we a prescription to die when death is our physician.
Othello: My life upon her faith! — Honest Iago,
My Desdemona must I leave to thee.
I prithee, let thy wife attend on her,
And bring them after in the best advantage.
Rosencrantz: What have you done, my lord, with the dead body?
Hamlet: Compounded it with dust, whereto 'tis kin.