Pastime Passing Excellent, If It He Husbanded

They That Have Voice Of Lions And Act Of Hares,--are They Not Monsters?

A Miracle. Here's Our Own Hands Against Our Hearts. Come, I Will Have Thee, But By This Light I Take Thee For Pity. Beatrice: I Would Not Deny You, But By This Good Day, I Yield Upon Great Persuasion, And Partly To Save Your Life, For I Was Told You Were In A Consumption. Benedick: Peace. I Will Stop Your Mouth.

Make Less Thy Body Hence, And More Thy Grace. Leave Gormandizing.

O For A Horse With Wings!

Hopeless And Helpless Doth Egeon Wend, But To Procrastinate His Liveless End.