As he was valiant, I honor him. But as he was ambitious, I slew him.
I understand a fury in your words But not the words.
Set honour in one eye and death i' the other, And I will look on both indifferently, For let the gods so speed me as I love The name of honour more than I fear death.
The lady doth protest too much, methinks.
You are an alchemist; make gold of that.
What did thy song bode, lady?