A kiss, long as my exile, as sweet as my revenge.

“The devil can cite Scripture for his purpose.”

“Yet here, Laertes? Aboard, aboard, for shame!The wind sits in the shoulder of y…”

“You and you are sure together,As the winter to foul weather.”

“Sweet Beatrice, wouldst thou come when I called thee?BEATRICE Yea, signior, and…”