Speak low, if you speak love.—Much Ado, ii. 1.
Convey the wise it call: steal! foh! a fico for the phrase!—
Well, sirs, I am almost out at heels.—
Why, then, let kibes ensue.—Mer. Wives, i. 3.
As many devils entertain, and To her, boy! say I.—Ib.
Thou art the Mars of malcontents. I follow thee, troop on.
Ib.
Die men like dogs; give crowns like pins; have we not Hiren here?—2 Hen. IV. ii. 4.
Rouse up Revenge from ebon den, with fell Alecto's snake.
Ib. v. 5.