He Was Ever Precise In Promise-keeping.

To Be Furious, Is To Be Frighted Out Of Fear.

Ships Are But Boards, Sailors But Men.

Thrift, Thrift, Horatio! The Funeral Bak'd Meats Did Coldly Furnish Forth The Marriage Tables.

The Lady Doth Protest Too Much, Methinks.

Ay, Much Is The Force Of Heaven-bred Poesy.