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Sweep on, you fat and greasy citizens. -As You Like It. Act ii. Sc. 1.
Sweep on, you fat and greasy citizens. -As You Like It. Act ii. Sc. 1.
I do now remember the poor creature, small beer. -King Henry IV. Part II. Act ii. Sc. 2.
I do now remember the poor creature, small beer. -King Henry IV. Part II. Act ii. Sc. 2.
He must needs go that the devil drives. -All 's Well that Ends Well. Act i. Sc. 3.
He must needs go that the devil drives. -All 's Well that Ends Well. Act i. Sc. 3.
Is it so nominated in the bond? -The Merchant of Venice. Act iv. Sc. 1.
Is it so nominated in the bond? -The Merchant of Venice. Act iv. Sc. 1.
Honour pricks me on. Yea, but how if honour prick me off when I come on,—how then? Can honour set read more
Honour pricks me on. Yea, but how if honour prick me off when I come on,—how then? Can honour set to a leg? no: or an arm? no: or take away the grief of a wound? no. Honour hath no skill in surgery, then? no. What is honour? a word. What is in that word honour; what is that honour? air. A trim reckoning! Who hath it? he that died o' Wednesday. Doth he feel it? no. Doth he hear it? no. 'T is insensible, then? yea, to the dead. But will it not live with the living? no. Why? detraction will not suffer it. Therefore I 'll none of it. Honour is a mere scutcheon. And so ends my catechism. -King Henry IV. Part I. Act v. Sc. 1.
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.
A parlous boy. -King Richard III. Act ii. Sc. 4.
A parlous boy. -King Richard III. Act ii. Sc. 4.
A lion among ladies is a most dreadful thing. -A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act iii. Sc. 1.
A lion among ladies is a most dreadful thing. -A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act iii. Sc. 1.
Small have continual plodders ever won Save base authority from others' books. These earthly godfathers of heaven's lights That give read more
Small have continual plodders ever won Save base authority from others' books. These earthly godfathers of heaven's lights That give a name to every fixed star Have no more profit of their shining nights Than those that walk and wot not what they are. -Love's Labour 's Lost. Act i. Sc. 1.
