Because it is a customary cross, As die to love as thoughts, and dreams, and sighs, Wishes, and tears, poor fancy's followers.

“What a piece of work is a man! How noble in Reason! how infinite in faculties! …”

“I think the sun where he were born drew all such humours from him.”

“Why, what a wasp-stung and impatient foolArt thou, to break into this woman's m…”

“Since mine own doors refuse to entertain me,I'll knock elsewhere, to see if the…”