So Many Horrid Ghosts.

Let Each Man Do His Best.

Benvolio- "by My Head, Here Come The Capulets." Mercutio- "by My Heel, I Care Not.

Your Face Is A Book, Where Men May Read Strange Matters.

More Can I Bear Than You Dare Execute.

What Can Be Happier Than For A Man, Conscious Of Virtuous Acts, And Content With Liberty, To Despise All Human Affairs?