“For where thou art, there is the world itself,With every several pleasure in the world,And where thou art not, desolation.”

“Fear not, Cesario, take thy fortunes up. Be that thou know'st thou art and then thou art as great as that thou fear'st.”

“How art thou out of breath when thou hast breathTo say to me that thou art out of breath?”

“Happy thou art not; for what thou hast not, still thou strivest to get; and what thou hast, forgettest.”

“Tis well thou art not fish; if thou hadst, thou hadst been poor-John.”

“Now let it work. Mischief, thou art afoot. Take thou what course thou wilt.”

“Thou art a very ragged Wart.”