Grief Makes One Hour Ten.

O, How Full Of Briers Is This Working-day World!

My Tongue Will Tell The Anger Of My Heart, Or Else My Heart Concealing It Will Break.

You Are My True And Honourable Wife; As Dear To Me As The Ruddy Drops That Visit My Sad Heart.

Gold Were As Good As Twenty Orators.

Cleopatra: If It Be Love Indeed, Tell Me How Much. Antony: There's Beggary In The Love That Can Be Reckoned. Cleopatra: I'll Set A Bourne How Far To Be Belov'd. Antony: Then Must Thou Needs Find Out New Heaven, New Earth.