even the Ocean it self would have been long since over-stored with Fiſh

Pray, do not prose, good Ethelbert, but speak; What is your purpose?

(Caliban) Why, as I told thee, 'tis a custom with him I' th' afternoon to sleep: there thou may'st brain him, Having first seiz'd his books; or with a log Batter his skull, or paunch him with a stake, Or cut his wezand with thy knife

After their first kiss the pair of them walked around with stars in their eyes for days.