Fair is foul, and foul is fair, hover through fog and filthy air.

“Tis in my memory lock'd,And you yourself shall keep the key of it.”

“Thou know'st 'tis common; all that livesmust die,Passing through nature to eter…”

“Live, and be prosperous: and farewell, good fellow. Juliet! ...O my love! my wi…”

“Tongues in trees, books in running brooks, sermons in stones, and good in every…”