We will have rings and things and fine array

“It were a grief so brief to part with thee.Farewell.”

“O, she was foul!— I scarce did know you, uncle; there lies your niece, Whose br…”

“А я,Тупой и вялодушный парень, мямлю,Как ротозей, своей же правде чуждый,И ниче…”

“Golden lads and girls all must as chimney sweepers come to dust.”