Cease thy counsel, for thy words fall into my ears as priceless as water into a sieve.

“Bid me run, and I will strive with things impossible.”

“Madam, you have bereft me of all words,Only my blood speaks to you in my veins,”

“She is your treasure, she must have a husband;I must dance bare-foot on her wed…”

“I had rather be a canker in a hedge than a rose in his grace; and it better fit…”