When the hurlyburly's done,
When the battle's lost and won.

“In faith, I do not love thee with mine eyes, For they in thee a thousand errors…”

“Frame your mind to mirth and merriment which bars a thousand harms and length…”

“За злобния светът е злобен и вижда той във всекиго подобен”

“These growing feathers pluck'd from Caesar's wing Will make him fly an ordinary…”