I Wonder Men Dare Trust Themselves With

I Am Never Merry When I Hear Sweet Music.

Sweet Beatrice, Wouldst Thou Come When I Called Thee? Beatrice Yea, Signior, And Depart When You Bid Me. Benedick O, Stay But Till Then! Beatrice 'then' Is Spoken; Fare You Well Now... (much Ado About Nothing)

O War! Thou Son Of Hell!

Be Great In Act, As You Have Been In Thought.

For To Define True Madness, What Is't But To Be Nothing Else But Mad?