“Weave a circle round him thrice,And close your eyes with holy dread,For he on honey-dew hath fed,And drank the milk of Paradise.”

“And all who heard should see them there,And all should cry, Beware! Beware!His flashing eyes, his floating hair!Weave a circle round him thrice,And close your eyes with holy dread,For he on honey-dew hath fed,And drunk the milk of Paradise.”

“Like one, that on a lonesome roadDoth walk in fear and dread,And having once turned round walks on,And turns no more his head;Because he knows, a frightful fiendDoth close behind him tread.”

“I thrice presented him a kingly crown. Which he did thrice refuse. Was this ambition?”

“Sir, he hath not fed of the dainties that are bred in a book; He hath not eat paper, as it were; he hath not drunk ink; his intellect is not replenished; he is only an animal, only sensible in the duller parts... (Act IV, Scene II)”

“A man may fish with the worm that hath eat of a king, and eat of the fish that hath fed of that worm”