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He is the half part of a blessed man, Left to be finished by such as she; And she a read more
He is the half part of a blessed man, Left to be finished by such as she; And she a fair divided excellence, Whose fulness of perfection lies in him. -King John. Act ii. Sc. 1.
But in the way of bargain, mark ye me, I 'll cavil on the ninth part of a hair. -King read more
But in the way of bargain, mark ye me, I 'll cavil on the ninth part of a hair. -King Henry IV. Part I. Act iii. Sc. 1.
I hold the world but as the world, Gratiano,— A stage, where every man must play a part; And mine read more
I hold the world but as the world, Gratiano,— A stage, where every man must play a part; And mine a sad one. -The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 1.
Yet the first bringer of unwelcome news Hath but a losing office, and his tongue Sounds ever after as a read more
Yet the first bringer of unwelcome news Hath but a losing office, and his tongue Sounds ever after as a sullen bell, Remember'd tolling a departing friend. -King Henry IV. Part II. Act i. Sc. 1.
Journeys end in lovers meeting, Every wise man's son doth know. -Twelfth Night. Act ii. Sc. 3.
Journeys end in lovers meeting, Every wise man's son doth know. -Twelfth Night. Act ii. Sc. 3.
His nose was as sharp as a pen, and a' babbled of green fields. -King Henry V. Act ii. Sc. read more
His nose was as sharp as a pen, and a' babbled of green fields. -King Henry V. Act ii. Sc. 3.
And rail'd on Lady Fortune in good terms, In good set terms. -As You Like It. Act ii. Sc. 7.
And rail'd on Lady Fortune in good terms, In good set terms. -As You Like It. Act ii. Sc. 7.
I see you stand like greyhounds in the slips, Straining upon the start. -King Henry V. Act iii. Sc. 1.
I see you stand like greyhounds in the slips, Straining upon the start. -King Henry V. Act iii. Sc. 1.
But earthlier happy is the rose distill'd Than that which withering on the virgin thorn Grows, lives, and dies in read more
But earthlier happy is the rose distill'd Than that which withering on the virgin thorn Grows, lives, and dies in single blessedness. -A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act i. Sc. 1.
