To speak and purpose not."
To take the basest and most poorest shape
That ever penury in contempt of man
Brought near to beast."
Nature I you stands on the very verge
Of his confine."
Are in the poorest thing superfluous.
Allow not nature more than nature needs,
Man's life is cheap as beast's."
And can make vile things precious."
That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm,
How shall your houseless heads and unfed sides,
Your looped and windowed raggedness defend you
From seasons such as these? O I have taken
Too little care of this."
His word was still 'Fie, foh, and fum,
I smell the blood of a British man."
So long as we can say 'This is the worst.'"
Cannot be bordered certain in itself."
And dizzy tis to cast one's eyes so low!
I'll look no more
Lest my brain turn and the deficient sight
Topple down headlong."
Lear: Let me wipe it first; it smells of mortality."
We two alone will sing like birds in the cage."
Had I your tongues and eyes, I'd use them so
That heaven's vault should crack. She's gone forever."
Why should a dog, a horse, a rat have life,
And thou no breath at all? Thou'lt come no more,
Never, never, never, never, never."