O, Full Of Scorpions Is

There's Never A Villain Dwelling In All Denmark But He's An Arrant Knave.

No Reckoning Made, But Sent To My Account With All My Imperfections On My Head.

A Woman Would Run Through Fire And Water For Such A Kind Heart.

Fear Not, Cesario, Take Thy Fortunes Up. Be That Thou Know'st Thou Art And Then Thou Art As Great As That Thou Fear'st.

A Man May See How This World Goes With No Eyes. Look With Thine Ears: See How Yond Justice Rails Upon Yon Simple Thief. Hark, In Thine Ear: Change Places; And, Handy-dandy, Which Is The Justice, Which Is The Thief?