I have not kept the square, but that to comeShall all be done by the rule.

Shall not be long but I'll be here again:Things at the worst will cease, or else climb upwardTo what they were before.

I cannot, nor I will not, hold me still;My tongue, though not my heart, shall have his will.

Kindness in women, not their beauteous looks, shall win my love.

Forever, and forever, farewell, Cassius! If we do meet again, why, we shall smile; If not, why then this parting was well made

Not marble, nor the gilded monumentsOf princes, shall outlive this powerful rhyme.