‘Quod si me lyricis vatibus inseris,
Sublimi feriam sidera vertice.’
Horace, Odes, I. 1. 35–36.
‘She’s gone; I am abused, and my relief
Must be to loathe her.’
Othello, Act III. Scene 3.
‘I do mistake my person all this while:
Upon my life, she finds, although I cannot,
Myself to be a marvellous proper man.’
Richard III, Act. I. Scene 2.