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All the world 's a stage, And all the men and women merely players. They have their exits and their read more
All the world 's a stage, And all the men and women merely players. They have their exits and their entrances; And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. At first the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms. And then the whining school-boy, with his satchel And shining morning face, creeping like snail Unwillingly to school. And then the lover, Sighing like furnace, with a woful ballad Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier, Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard; Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel, Seeking the bubble reputation Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice, In fair round belly with good capon lined, With eyes severe and beard of formal cut, Full of wise saws and modern instances; And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts Into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon, With spectacles on nose and pouch on side; His youthful hose, well saved, a world too wide For his shrunk shank; and his big manly voice, Turning again toward childish treble, pipes And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all, That ends this strange eventful history, Is second childishness and mere oblivion, Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything. -As You Like It. Act ii. Sc. 7.
The devil can cite Scripture for his purpose. -The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 3.
The devil can cite Scripture for his purpose. -The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 3.
You shall comprehend all vagrom men. -Much Ado about Nothing. Act iii. Sc. 3.
You shall comprehend all vagrom men. -Much Ado about Nothing. Act iii. Sc. 3.
Where the bee sucks, there suck I; In a cowslip's bell I lie. -The Tempest. Act v. Sc. 1.
Where the bee sucks, there suck I; In a cowslip's bell I lie. -The Tempest. Act v. Sc. 1.
The fringed curtains of thine eye advance. -The Tempest. Act i. Sc. 2.
The fringed curtains of thine eye advance. -The Tempest. Act i. Sc. 2.
Nature herself was proud of his designs,
And joyed to wear the dressing of his lines!
Which read more
Nature herself was proud of his designs,
And joyed to wear the dressing of his lines!
Which were so richly spun, and woven so fit,
As since, she will vouchsafe no other wit.
Mark now, how a plain tale shall put you down. -King Henry IV. Part I. Act ii. Sc. 4.
Mark now, how a plain tale shall put you down. -King Henry IV. Part I. Act ii. Sc. 4.
Condemn the fault, and not the actor of it? -Measure for Measure. Act ii. Sc. 2.
Condemn the fault, and not the actor of it? -Measure for Measure. Act ii. Sc. 2.
There is occasions and causes why and wherefore in all things. -King Henry V. Act v. Sc. 1.
There is occasions and causes why and wherefore in all things. -King Henry V. Act v. Sc. 1.
