We have heard the chimes at midnight. -King Henry IV. Part II. Act iii. Sc. 2.

We have heard the chimes at midnight. -King Henry IV. Part II. Act iii. 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.

That reverend vice, that grey iniquity, that father ruffian, that vanity in years. -King Henry IV. Part I. Act ii. read more

That reverend vice, that grey iniquity, that father ruffian, that vanity in years. -King Henry IV. Part I. Act ii. Sc. 4.

The blood more stirs To rouse a lion than to start a hare! -King Henry IV. Part I. Act i. read more

The blood more stirs To rouse a lion than to start a hare! -King Henry IV. Part I. Act i. Sc. 3.

For a good poet's made, as well as born,
And such wast thou! Look how the father's face
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For a good poet's made, as well as born,
And such wast thou! Look how the father's face
Lives in his issue; even so the race
Of Shakespeare's mind and manner brightly shine
In his well-turned and true-filed lines;
In each of which he seems to shake a lance,
As brandished at the eyes of ignorance.

Ay, but to die, and go we know not where; To lie in cold obstruction and to rot; This sensible read more

Ay, but to die, and go we know not where; To lie in cold obstruction and to rot; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod; and the delighted spirit To bathe in fiery floods, or to reside In thrilling region of thick-ribbed ice; To be imprison'd in the viewless winds, And blown with restless violence round about The pendent world. -Measure for Measure. Act iii. Sc. 1.

O, that he were here to write me down an ass! -Much Ado about Nothing. Act iv. Sc. 2.

O, that he were here to write me down an ass! -Much Ado about Nothing. Act iv. Sc. 2.

How use doth breed a habit in a man! -The Two Gentleman of Verona. Act v. Sc. 4.

How use doth breed a habit in a man! -The Two Gentleman of Verona. Act v. Sc. 4.

For where is any author in the world Teaches such beauty as a woman's eye? Learning is but an adjunct read more

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.