Sweet, sweet, sweet poison for the age's tooth. -King John. Act i. Sc. 1.

Sweet, sweet, sweet poison for the age's tooth. -King John. Act i. Sc. 1.

These are begot in the ventricle of memory, nourished in the womb of pia mater, and delivered upon the mellowing read more

These are begot in the ventricle of memory, nourished in the womb of pia mater, and delivered upon the mellowing of occasion. -Love's Labour 's Lost. Act iv. Sc. 2.

Must I hold a candle to my shames? -The Merchant of Venice. Act ii. Sc. 6.

Must I hold a candle to my shames? -The Merchant of Venice. Act ii. Sc. 6.

His heart and hand both open and both free; For what he has he gives, what thinks he shows; Yet read more

His heart and hand both open and both free; For what he has he gives, what thinks he shows; Yet gives he not till judgment guide his bounty. -Troilus and Cressida. Act iv. Sc. 5.

There 's neither honesty, manhood, nor good fellowship in thee. -King Henry IV. Part I. Act i. Sc. 2.

There 's neither honesty, manhood, nor good fellowship in thee. -King Henry IV. Part I. Act i. Sc. 2.

I will scarce think you have swam in a gondola. -As You Like It. Act iv. Sc. 1.

I will scarce think you have swam in a gondola. -As You Like It. Act iv. Sc. 1.

I would fain die a dry death. -The Tempest. Act i. Sc. 1.

I would fain die a dry death. -The Tempest. Act i. Sc. 1.

By heaven, methinks it were an easy leap To pluck bright honour from the pale-faced moon, Or dive into the read more

By heaven, methinks it were an easy leap To pluck bright honour from the pale-faced moon, Or dive into the bottom of the deep, Where fathom-line could never touch the ground, And pluck up drowned honour by the locks. -King Henry IV. Part I. Act i. Sc. 3.

Here are a few of the unpleasant'st words That ever blotted paper! -The Merchant of Venice. Act iii. Sc. 2.

Here are a few of the unpleasant'st words That ever blotted paper! -The Merchant of Venice. Act iii. Sc. 2.