I am not Samson, nor Sir Guy, nor Colbrand, / To mow 'em down before me;

We have felt it ourselves when the obvious meaning of Shakespeare has been rewritten into Hegelese, by some Doctor of Philosophy […] eager to apply his new theory of fog as an illuminating medium.

One pair of handcuffs will put both hands out of commission.

Sitting in front of the fire, they became quite confidential, and began to gossip.