Silence is the perfectest herald of joy: I were but little happy, if I could say how much. -Much Ado read more

Silence is the perfectest herald of joy: I were but little happy, if I could say how much. -Much Ado about Nothing. Act ii. Sc. 1.

Mellifluous Shakespeare, whose enchanting Quill
Commandeth Mirth or Passion, was but Will.

Mellifluous Shakespeare, whose enchanting Quill
Commandeth Mirth or Passion, was but Will.

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.

How many things by season season'd are To their right praise and true perfection! -The Merchant of Venice. Act. v. read more

How many things by season season'd are To their right praise and true perfection! -The Merchant of Venice. Act. v. Sc. 1.

He is come to open The purple testament of bleeding war. -King Richard II. Act iii. Sc. 3.

He is come to open The purple testament of bleeding war. -King Richard II. Act iii. Sc. 3.

This day is called the feast of Crispian: He that outlives this day and comes safe home, Will stand a read more

This day is called the feast of Crispian: He that outlives this day and comes safe home, Will stand a tip-toe when this day is named, And rouse him at the name of Crispian. -King Henry V. Act iv. Sc. 3.

And sleep in dull cold marble. -King Henry VIII. Act iii. Sc. 2.

And sleep in dull cold marble. -King Henry VIII. Act iii. Sc. 2.

I was now a coward on instinct. -King Henry IV. Part I. Act ii. Sc. 4.

I was now a coward on instinct. -King Henry IV. Part I. Act ii. Sc. 4.

Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown. -King Henry IV. Part II. Act iii. Sc. 1.

Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown. -King Henry IV. Part II. Act iii. Sc. 1.