I'll lock thy heaven from thee.
O, that men's ears should be
To counsel deaf, but not to flattery!

“A fool and his words are soon parted”

“O for a Muse of fire, that would ascendThe brightest heaven of invention,A king…”

“But that the dread of something after death,The undiscover'd country from whose…”

“I am one, sir, that comes to tell you your daughterand the Moor are now making …”