Go fetch me a quart of sack

And, towards the education of your daughter

I here bestow a simple instrument

And this small packet of Greek and Latin books

Hold, there is forty ducats. Let me have

A dram of poison; such soon-speeding gear

As will disperse itself through all the veins

That the life-weary taker may fall dead.

Beware the Ides of March

Out vile jelly!

Where is thy lustre now?

All the world's ... Wilt thou be gone? ... 

Double, double .... This pitiless storm ...                          We may rehearse most obscenely ...

My stars shine darkly over me ....

Hail king! For so thou art; behold where stands

The usurper's cursed head.        

I see, sir, you have found the goldsmith now

Is that the chain you promised me today?

Our court shall be a little Academe

Still and contemplative in living art.

You three ...

Have sworn for three years' term to live with me

My fellow scholars, and to keep those statutes

That are recorded in this schedule here.        

For God's sake, let us sit upon the ground

And tell sad stories of the death of kings,

... for within the hollow crown

That rounds the mortal temples of a king

Keeps death his court.

If he should offer to choose, and choose the right casket, you should refuse to perform your father's will.

Peace, you dull fool, I found them on a tree

Then let thy love be younger than thyself

            For women are as roses, whose fair flower

            Being once display'd, doth fall that very hour

14.      On's bed of death

            Many receipts he gave me; chiefly one

            Which, as the dearest issue of his practice

            And of his old experience the only darling,

            He bade me store up., as a triple eye,

            Safer than mine two, more dear. I have so,

            And, hearing your high majesty is touch'd

            With that malignant cause, wherein the honour

            Of my dear father's gift stands chief in power,

            I come to tender it.

15.      Exit, pursued by a bear

16.      A horse! A horse! my kingdom for a horse!

17.      O she misused me beyond the endurance of a block!                                                         My very visor began to assume life and scold with her.

18.      Whereat with sword, with bloody blameful sword,

            He bravely broached his boiling bloody breast.

19.      He shall taste of my bottle; if he have never drunk wine                                                   before, it will go near to remove his fit.

20.      There's rosemary ; that's for remembrance