Now, Infidel, I Have You On The

Set We Forward; Let A Roman And A British Ensign Wave Friendly Together. So Through Lud's Town March, And In The Temple Of The Great Jupiter Our Peace We'll Ratify, Seal It With Feasts. Set On There! Never Was A War Did Cease, Ere Bloody Hands Were Washed, With Such A Peace.

Ha. "against My Will I Am Sent To Bid You Come Into Dinner." There's A Double Meaning In That. -benedick (much Ado)

I Would Not Lose So Great An Honor As One Man More Methinks Would Share With Me For The Best Hope I Have.

I Go, I Go, Look How I Go, Swifter Than An Arrow From A Bow

Having My Freedom, Boast Of Nothing Else.