Sound Trumpets! Let Our Bloody Colours Wave!

Your Cause Of Sorrow Must Not Be Measured By His Worth, For Then It Hath No End.

If You Be King, Why Should Not I Succeed?

Leonato Neighbours, You Are Tedious. Dogberry It Pleases Your Worship To Say So, But We Are The Poor Duke's Officers; But Truly, For Mine Own Part, If I Were As Tedious As A King, I Could Find It In My Heart To Bestow It All Of Your Worship.

Gloucester, We Have Done Deeds Of Charity, Made Peace Of Enmity, Fair Love Of Hate, Between These Swelling Wrong-incensed Peers.

If Your Mind Dislike Anything Obey It