What Is Past Is Prologue.

But I Will Be, A Bridegroom In My Death, And Run Into't As To A Lover's Bed.

I Had Rather Chop This Hand Off At A Blow, And With The Other Fling It At Thy Face.

All Things Are Ready, If Our Mind Be So.

What Are You Doing Sister? / Killing Swine.

He Is Well Paid That Is Well Satisfied.