For thy sweet love remembr'd such wealth bringsThat then, I scorn to change my state with kings.

One man in his time plays many parts.

In Antiochus and his daughter you have heard of monstrous lust the due and just reward; In Pericles, his queen, and daughter, seen, Although assailed with fortune fierce and keen, Virtue preserved from fell destruction's blast, Led on by heaven, and crowned with joy at last.

Ambition should be made from sterner stuff.

Tis given out that, sleeping in my orchard,A serpent stung me; so the whole ear of DenmarkIs by a forged process of my deathRankly abused: but know, thou noble youth,The serpent that did sting thy father's lifeNow wears his crown.

From women's eyes this doctrine I derive:They are the ground, the books, the academes,From whence doth spring the true Promethean fire.