Why then the worlds mine oyster, Which I with sword shall open.

Then the world's mine oyster.

So your flesh shall be part of mineAnd part of mine be yours.Brother and sister we shall beWhose unity endures.Always the sister doll will cry,Made in these careful ways,Cry on and on, Come back to me,Come back, in a few days.

One half of me is yours, the other half is yours,
Mine own, I would say; but if mine, then yours,
And so all yours.

[T]his thing of darkness IAcknowledge mine.

All they that take the sword, shall perish with the sword