Shop Men's
O brave new world, That has such people in ’t!
It is a tale told by an idiot,
Hell is empty And all the devils are here.
A plague o' both your houses!
To be, or not to be
Look like the innocent flower, but be the serpent under ‘t.
Et tu, Brute!
For the rain it raineth every day
A horse! A horse! My kingdom for a horse!
A horse! A horse! My kingdom for a horse!