A Little More Than Kin, And Less

Love's Not Love When It Is Mingled With Regards That Stand Aloof From Th' Entire Point.

When Truth Kills Truth, O Devilish Holy Fray!

The Hideous God Of War.

Hath Romeo Slain Himself? Say Thou But Ay, And That Bare Vowel Ay Shall Poison More Than The Death-darting Eye Of Cockatrice. I Am Not I,if There Be Such An Ay, Or Those Eyes Shut,that Make Thee Answer Ay: If He Be Slain Say Ay,or If Not,no: Brief Sounds,determine Of My Weal Or Woe.

Dost Thou Think, Because Thou Art Virtuous, There Shall Be No More Cakes And Ale?