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For where is any author in the world
Teaches such beauty as a woman's eye?
Learning is but an adjunct to ourself.
Love's Labour's Lost. Act iv. Sc. 3.
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It adds a precious seeing to the eye.
Love's Labour's Lost. Act iv. Sc. 3.
As sweet and musical
As bright Apollo's lute, strung with his hair;[56:1]
And when Love speaks, the voice of all the gods
Makes heaven drowsy with the harmony.
Love's Labour's Lost. Act iv. Sc. 3.
From women's eyes this doctrine I derive:
They sparkle still the right Promethean fire;
They are the books, the arts, the academes,
That show, contain, and nourish all the world.
Love's Labour's Lost. Act iv. Sc. 3.
He draweth out the thread of his verbosity finer than the staple of his argument.
Love's Labour's Lost. Act v. Sc. 1.
Priscian! a little scratched, 't will serve.
Love's Labour's Lost. Act v. Sc. 1.
They have been at a great feast of languages, and stolen the scraps.
Love's Labour's Lost. Act v. Sc. 1.
In the posteriors of this day, which the rude multitude call the afternoon.
Love's Labour's Lost. Act v. Sc. 1.
They have measured many a mile
To tread a measure with you on this grass.
Love's Labour's Lost. Act v. Sc. 2.
Let me take you a button-hole lower.
Love's Labour's Lost. Act v. Sc. 2.
I have seen the day of wrong through the little hole of discretion.
Love's Labour's Lost. Act v. Sc. 2.
A jest's prosperity lies in the ear
Of him that hears it, never in the tongue
Of him that makes it.
Love's Labour's Lost. Act v. Sc. 2.
When daisies pied and violets blue,
And lady-smocks all silver-white,
And cuckoo-buds of yellow hue
Do paint the meadows with delight,
The cuckoo then, on every tree,
Mocks married men.
Love's Labour's Lost. Act v. Sc. 2.
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The words of Mercury are harsh after the songs of Apollo.
Love's Labour's Lost. Act v. Sc. 2.
But earthlier happy is the rose distill'd
Than that which withering on the virgin thorn[57:1]
Grows, lives, and dies in single blessedness.
A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act i. Sc. 1.
For aught that I could ever read,[57:2]
Could ever hear by tale or history,
The course of true love never did run smooth.
A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act i. Sc. 1.
O, hell! to choose love by another's eyes.
A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act i. Sc. 1.
Swift as a shadow, short as any dream;
Brief as the lightning in the collied night,
That in a spleen unfolds both heaven and earth,
And ere a man hath power to say, "Behold!"
The jaws of darkness do devour it up:
So quick bright things come to confusion.
A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act i. Sc. 1.
Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind;
And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.
A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act i. Sc. 1.
Masters, spread yourselves.
A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act i. Sc. 2.
This is Ercles' vein.
A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act i. Sc. 2.
I'll speak in a monstrous little voice.
A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act i. Sc. 2.
I am slow of study.
A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act i. Sc. 2.
That would hang us, every mother's son.
A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act i. Sc. 2.
I will roar you as gently as any sucking dove; I will roar you, an 't were any nightingale.
A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act i. Sc. 2.
A proper man, as one shall see in a summer's day.
A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act i. Sc. 2.
The human mortals.
A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act ii. Sc. 1.[57:3]
The rude sea grew civil at her song,
And certain stars shot madly from their spheres
To hear the sea-maid's music.
A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act ii. Sc. 1.
[58]
And the imperial votaress passed on,
In maiden meditation, fancy-free.
Yet mark'd I where the bolt of Cupid fell:
It fell upon a little western flower,
Before milk-white, now purple with love's wound,
And maidens call it love-in-idleness.
A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act ii. Sc. 1.[58:1]
I 'll put a girdle round about the earth
In forty minutes.[58:2]
A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act ii. Sc. 1.
My heart
Is true as steel.[58:3]
A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act ii. Sc. 1.[58:4]
I know a bank where the wild thyme blows,
Where oxlips and the nodding violet grows,
Quite over-canopied with luscious woodbine,
With sweet musk-roses and with eglantine.
A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act ii. Sc. 1.
A lion among ladies is a most dreadful thing.
A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act iii. Sc. 1.
Bless thee, Bottom! bless thee! thou art translated.
A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act iii. Sc. 1.
Lord, what fools these mortals be!
A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act iii. Sc. 2.
So we grew together,
Like to a double cherry, seeming parted,
But yet an union in partition.
A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act iii. Sc. 2.
Two lovely berries moulded on one stem.
A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act iii. Sc. 2.
I have an exposition of sleep come upon me.
A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act iv. Sc. 1.
I have had a dream, past the wit of man to say what dream it was.
A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act iv. Sc. 1.
The eye of man hath not heard, the ear of man hath not seen,[58:5] man's hand is not able to taste, his tongue to conceive, nor his heart to report, what my dream was.
A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act iv. Sc. 1.
[59]
The lunatic, the lover, and the poet
Are of imagination all compact:
One sees more devils than vast hell can hold,
That is, the madman: the lover, all as frantic,
Sees Helen's beauty in a brow of Egypt:
The poet's eye, in a fine frenzy rolling,
Doth glance from heaven to earth, from earth to heaven;
And as imagination bodies forth
The forms of things unknown, the poet's pen
Turns them to shapes, and gives to airy nothing
A local habitation and a name.
Such tricks hath strong imagination,
That if it would but apprehend some joy,
It comprehends some bringer of that joy;
Or in the night, imagining some fear,
How easy is a bush supposed a bear!
A Midsummer Night's Dream, Act v. Sc. 1.
For never anything can be amiss,
When simpleness and duty tender it.
A Midsummer Night's Dream, Act v. Sc. 1.
The true beginning of our end.[59:1]
A Midsummer Night's Dream, Act v. Sc. 1.
The best in this kind are but shadows.
A Midsummer Night's Dream, Act v. Sc. 1.
A very gentle beast, and of a good conscience.
A Midsummer Night's Dream, Act v. Sc. 1.
This passion, and the death of a dear friend, would go near to make a man look sad.
A Midsummer Night's Dream, Act v. Sc. 1.
The iron tongue of midnight hath told twelve.
A Midsummer Night's Dream, Act v. Sc. 1.
My ventures are not in one bottom trusted,
Nor to one place.
The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 1.
Now, by two-headed Janus,
Nature hath framed strange fellows in her time.
The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 1.
Though Nestor swear the jest be laughable.
The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 1.
You have too much respect upon the world:
They lose it that do buy it with much care.
The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 1.
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I hold the world but as the world, Gratiano,—
A stage, where every man must play a part;
And mine a sad one.
The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 1.
Why should a man, whose blood is warm within,
Sit like his grandsire cut in alabaster?
The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 1.
There are a sort of men whose visages
Do cream and mantle like a standing pond.
The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 1.
I am Sir Oracle,
And when I ope my lips, let no dog bark!
The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 1.
I do know of these
That therefore only are reputed wise
For saying nothing.
The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 1.
Fish not, with this melancholy bait,
For this fool gudgeon, this opinion.
The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 1.
Gratiano speaks an infinite deal of nothing, more than any man in all Venice. His reasons are as two grains of wheat hid in two bushels of chaff: you shall seek all day ere you find them, and when you have them, they are not worth the search.
The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 1.
In my school-days, when I had lost one shaft,
I shot his fellow of the selfsame flight
The selfsame way, with more advised watch,
To find the other forth; and by adventuring both,
I oft found both.
The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 1.
They are as sick that surfeit with too much, as they that starve with nothing.
The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 2.
Superfluity comes sooner by white hairs, but competency lives longer.
The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 2.
If to do were as easy as to know what were good to do, chapels had been churches, and poor men's cottages princes' palaces.[60:1]
The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 2.
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The brain may devise laws for the blood, but a hot temper leaps o'er a cold decree.
The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 2.
He doth nothing but talk of his horse.
The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 2.
God, made him, and therefore let him pass for a man.
The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 2.
When he is best, he is a little worse than a man; and when he is worst, he is little better than a beast.
The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 2.
I dote on his very absence.
The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 2.
My meaning in saying he is a good man, is to have you understand me that he is sufficient.
The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 3.
Ships are but boards, sailors but men: there be land-rats and water-rats, water-thieves and land-thieves.
The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 3.
I will buy with you, sell with you, talk with you, walk with you, and so following; but I will not eat with you, drink with you, nor pray with you. What news on the Rialto?
The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 3.
I will feed fat the ancient grudge I bear him.
He hates our sacred nation, and he rails,
Even there where merchants most do congregate.
The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 3.
The devil can cite Scripture for his purpose.
The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 3.
A goodly apple rotten at the heart:
O, what a goodly outside falsehood hath!
The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 3.
Many a time and oft
In the Rialto you have rated me.
The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 3.
For sufferance is the badge of all our
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