“what ho, apothecary!”

“true apothecary thy drugs art quick”

“O true apothecary!Thy drugs are quick. Thus with a kiss I die”

“Come, we burn daylight, ho!”

“What, Lucius, ho!I cannot, by the progress of the stars,Give guess how near to day. Lucius, I say!I would it were my fault to sleep so soundly.When, Lucius, when? awake, I say! what, Lucius!”

“Ho! now you strike like the blind man;t'was the boy that stole your meat,and you'll beat the post.”

“When that I was and a little tiny boy, With hey, ho, the wind and the rain, A foolish thing was but a toy, For the rain it raineth every day.”