That Truth Should Be Silent I Had

Time ... Thou Ceaseless Lackey To Eternity.

Men Must Learn Now With Pity To Dispense; For Policy Sits Above Conscience.

Yon Grey Lines That Fret The Clouds Are Messengers Of Day.

Cry Havoc And Let Slip The Dogs Of War!

I Am Indeed Not Her Fool, But Her Corrupter Of Words. (act Iii, Sc. I, 37-38)