Woe To That Land That's Governed By

You Speak Like A Green Girl / Unsifted In Such Perilous Circumstances.

Is She Not Passing Fair?

O, Beware, My Lord, Of Jealousy; It Is The Green-ey'd Monster, Which Doth Mock The Meat It Feeds On.

Forever, And Forever, Farewell, Cassius! If We Do Meet Again, Why, We Shall Smile; If Not, Why Then This Parting Was Well Made.

The Common Curse Of Mankind, Folly And Ignorance, Be Thine In Great Revenue!