Unhappy That I Am, I Cannot Heave

There's Little Of The Melancholy Element In Her, My Lord: She Is Never Sad But When She Sleeps; And Not Ever Sad Then; For I Have Heard My Daughter Say, She Hath Often Dreamt Of Unhappiness, And Waked Herself With Laughing.

He Is As Full Of Valor As Of Kindness. Princely In Both.

I Came, Saw, And Overcame.

Tis Safter To Be That Which We Destroy Than By Destruction Dwell In Doubtful Joy.

I Am The Prince Of Wales; And Think Not, Percy, To Share With Me In Glory Any More: Two Stars Keep Not Their Motion In One Sphere.