not a mouse
Shall disturb this hallow'd house:
I am sent with broom before;
To sweep the dust behind the door.

“your son has paid the soldier’s price: death. He only lived long enough to beco…”

“Where lies your text?Viola: In Orsino's bosom.Olivia: In his bosom! In what cha…”

“By that sin fell the angels.”

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