I hold the world but as the world, Gratiano!
Where, like Arion on the dolphin's back, I saw him hold acquaintance with the waves so long as I could see.
MACDUFF That way the noise is. Tyrant, show thy face! If thou beest slain, and with no stroke of mine, My wife and children's ghosts will haunt me still.
Having nothing, nothing can he lose.
I'll be your foil, Laertes: in mine ignorance your skill shall, like a star i' the darkest night, stick fiery off indeed.
For by our ears our hearts oft tainted be.