The Third Part of Henry the Sixt

Edward IV:
Sound drums and trumpets! Farewell, sour annoy; For here I hope begins our lasting joy!

Richard, Duke of Gloucester:
[Referring to Edward IV] Would he were wasted: marrow, bones and all; That from his loins no hopeful branch might spring To cross me from the golden time I look for.

Earl of Warwick:
Tell him from me that he hath done me wrong, And therefore I'll uncrown him ere't be long.

Earl of Warwick:
I had rather chop this hand off at a blow and with the other, fling it at thy face, than bear so low a sail as to strike to thee.

Earl of Warwick:
For what is pomp, rule, reign, but earth and dust? Live we how we can, yet die we must.