Tush!
Fear not, my lord, we will not stand to prate;
Talkers are no good doers: be assured
We come to use our hands and not our tongues.

“Ready to go but never to return.”

“He who the sword of heaven will bearShould be as holy as severe;Pattern in hims…”

“This royal throne of kings, this scepter’d isle,This earth of majesty, this sea…”

“A glooming peace this morning with it brings;The sun, for sorrow, will not show…”