God save the foundation!
Poor harmless fly, That with his pretty buzzing melody Came here to make us merry. And thou hast killed him!
Thou hast never in thy life Showed thy dear mother any courtesy, When she, poor hen, fond of no second brood, Has clucked thee to the wars, and safely home Loaden with honor.
Ingratitude is monstrous, and for the multitude to be ingrateful were to make a monster of the multitude.
Remember I have done thee worthy service, Told thee no lies, made no mistakings, served Without or grudge or grumblings.
Sir Toby Belch. Pourquoi, my dear knight? Sir Andrew Aguecheek. What is "pourquoi?" Do, or not do? I would I had bestowed that time in the tongues that I have in fencing, dancing, and bear-baiting. O had I but followed the arts!
Horatio. O day and night, but this is wondrous strange! Hamlet. And therefore as a stranger give it welcome. There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, Than are dreamt of in your philosophy.
O gentlemen, the time of life is short! To spend that shortness basely were too long.
I cannot wish the fault undone, the issue of it being so proper.
'Tis one thing to be tempted, Escalus, Another thing to fall.