» Nature that framed us of four elements, warring within our breasts for regiment, doth teach us all to have aspiring minds.
» You stars that reigned at my nativity, whose influence hath allotted death and hell.
» O, thou art fairer than the evening air clad in the beauty of a thousand stars.
» All places are alike, and every earth is fit for burial.
» Was this the face that launched a thousand ships, and burnt the topless towers of Ileum?
» Who ever loved that loved not at first sight?
» Hell hath no limits, nor is circumscrib'd one self place; for where we are is Hell, and where Hell is, there must we ever be.
» Is it not passing brave to be a King and ride in triumph through Persepolis?
» What are kings, when regiment is gone, but perfect shadows in a sunshine day?
» That perfect bliss and sole felicity, the sweet fruition of an earthly crown.