1H6 I.iv.95 | [Talbot to himself, of his intentions] like thee, Nero, / Play on the lute, beholding the towns burn |
3H6 III.i.40 | [King to himself] Nero will be tainted with remorse, |
Ham III.ii.401 | [Hamlet alone] Let not ever / The soul of Nero enter this firm bosom |
KJ V.ii.152 | [Bastard to all] You bloody Neroes, ripping up the womb / Of your dear mother England |
KL III.vi.6 | Edgar as Poor Tom to all] Fraterretto calls me and tells me Nero is an angler in the lake of darkness |