Mirth Cannot Move A Soul In Agony.

Vaulting Ambition, Which O'erleaps Itself And Falls On The Other Side

How Many A Holy And Obsequious Tear Hath Dear Religious Love Stolen From Mine Eye, As Interest Of The Dead!

You Abilities Are Too Infant-like For Doing Much Alone.

What's Hecuba To Him, Or He To Hecuba, That He Should Weep For Her?

I Will Through And Through Cleanse The Foul Body Of Th' Infected World, If They Will Patiently Receive My Medicine.