But break, my heart, for I must hold my tongue.

“I am not only witty in myself, but the cause that wit is in other men.”

“Niech smu­tek będzie dla nas kiedyś miłym wspomnieniem.”

“That will be ere the set of sun.”

“No, my good lord, banish Peto, banish Bardolph, banish Poins, but for sweet Jac…”