There Was Never Yet Philosopher That Could

Benvolio- "by My Head, Here Come The Capulets." Mercutio- "by My Heel, I Care Not.

We Are Oft To Blame In This, - 'tis Too Much Proved, - That With Devotion's Visage, And Pios Action We Do Sugar O'er The Devil Himself.

A Great While Ago The World Begun, With Hey, Ho, The Wind And The Rain; But That's All One, Our Play Is Done, And We'll Strive To Please You Every Day.

Polonius: Do You Know Me, My Lord? Hamlet: Excellent Well. You Are A Fishmonger.

Never, Never, Never, Never, Never! Pray You, Undo This Button.