L'amor d'homes dolents es converteix en por;
la por en odi, i l'odi fa que l'un, o bé tots dos,
esdevinguin perill d'una mort merescuda.

“But whate'er I am, nor I nor any man that but man is,With nothing shall be plea…”

“O, why should wrath be mute, and fury dumb?I am no baby, I, that with base pray…”

“But screw your courage to the sticking place, and we'll not fail.”

“You have witchcraft in your lips, Kate. There is more eloquence in a sweet touc…”