The game is up

“There's little of the melancholy element in her, my lord: she is never sad but …”

“The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, but in ourselves.”

“Sir, he hath not fed of the dainties that are bred in a book; He hath not eat p…”

“Here comes Monseiur Le Beau.Rosalind: With his mouth full of news.Celia: Which …”