Her life was beastly and devoid of pity,
And being dead, let birds on her take pity.
— William Shakespeare, from Titus Andronicus
Then sigh not so, but let them go,
And be you blithe and bonny,
Converting all your sounds of woe
Into hey nonny, nonny.
— William Shakespeare, from “Sigh No More” in Much Ado About Nothing
As you from crimes would pardoned be,
Let your indulgence set me free.
— William Shakespeare, from The Tempest
[So, good night unto you all.]
Give me your hands, if we be friends,
And Robin shall restore amends.
— William Shakespeare, from A Midsummer Night’s Dream