If People Knew How Much I Hated

Boldness Be My Friend.

Twas A Clever Quibble. Here, A Garment For It.

Speak The Speech, I Pray You, As I Pronounce It To You, Trippingly On The Tongue; But If You Mouth It, As Many Of Your Players Do, I Had As Lief The Town-crier Spoke My Lines.

Speak Me Fair In Death.

If There Is A Good Will, There Is Great Way.