And Caesar Shall Go Forth.

What, Keep A Week Away? Seven Days And Nights, Eightscore-eight Hours, And Lovers' Absent Hours More Tedious Than The Dial Eightscore Times! O Weary Reckoning!

When Great Leaves Fall, The Winter Is At Hand.

The Worm Is Not To Be Trusted.

I Bear A Charmed Life, Which Must Not Yield To One Of Woman Born.

How Many Fond Fools Serve Mad Jealousy!