The Weakest Goes To The

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)

When Law Can Do No Right, Let It Be Lawful That Law Bar No Wrong.

Cordelia! Stay A Little. Ha! What Is't Thou Say'st? Her Voice Was Ever Soft.

And Nature Must Obey Necessity.

Affection Is A Coal That Must Be Cooled; Else, Suffered, It Will Set The Heart On Fire.