I thank you for your voices: thank you: Your most sweet voices. -Coriolanus. Act ii. Sc. 3.

I thank you for your voices: thank you: Your most sweet voices. -Coriolanus. Act ii. Sc. 3.

I thank God I am as honest as any man living that is an old man and no honester than read more

I thank God I am as honest as any man living that is an old man and no honester than I. -Much Ado about Nothing. Act iii. Sc. 3.

Thou didst swear to me upon a parcel-gilt goblet, sitting in my Dolphin-chamber, at the round table, by a sea-coal read more

Thou didst swear to me upon a parcel-gilt goblet, sitting in my Dolphin-chamber, at the round table, by a sea-coal fire, upon Wednesday in Wheeson week. -King Henry IV. Part II. Act ii. Sc. 1.

With all appliances and means to boot. -King Henry IV. Part II. Act iii. Sc. 1.

With all appliances and means to boot. -King Henry IV. Part II. Act iii. Sc. 1.

A peace above all earthly dignities, A still and quiet conscience. -King Henry VIII. Act iii. Sc. 2.

A peace above all earthly dignities, A still and quiet conscience. -King Henry VIII. Act iii. Sc. 2.

If to do were as easy as to know what were good to do, chapels had been churches, and poor read more

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. -The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 2.

Men's evil manners live in brass; their virtues We write in water. -King Henry VIII. Act iv. Sc. 2.

Men's evil manners live in brass; their virtues We write in water. -King Henry VIII. Act iv. Sc. 2.

I remember, the players have often mentioned it as an honour to
Shakespeare, that in his writing (whatsoever he read more

I remember, the players have often mentioned it as an honour to
Shakespeare, that in his writing (whatsoever he penned) he never
plotted out a line. My answer hath been, would he had blotted a
thousand.

In the posteriors of this day, which the rude multitude call the afternoon. -Love's Labour 's Lost. Act v. Sc. read more

In the posteriors of this day, which the rude multitude call the afternoon. -Love's Labour 's Lost. Act v. Sc. 1.