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Give you a reason on compulsion! If reasons were as plentiful as blackberries, I would give no man a reason read more
Give you a reason on compulsion! If reasons were as plentiful as blackberries, I would give no man a reason upon compulsion, I. -King Henry IV. Part I. Act ii. Sc. 4.
Lord, Lord! methought, what pain it was to drown! What dreadful noise of waters in mine ears! What ugly sights read more
Lord, Lord! methought, what pain it was to drown! What dreadful noise of waters in mine ears! What ugly sights of death within mine eyes! Methought I saw a thousand fearful wrecks, Ten thousand men that fishes gnawed upon, Wedges of gold, great anchors, heaps of pearl, Inestimable stones, unvalued jewels, All scattered in the bottom of the sea: Some lay in dead men's skulls; and in those holes Where eyes did once inhabit, there were crept, As 't were in scorn of eyes, reflecting gems. -King Richard III. Act i. Sc. 4.
Tell me where is fancy bred, Or in the heart or in the head? How begot, how nourished? Reply, reply. read more
Tell me where is fancy bred, Or in the heart or in the head? How begot, how nourished? Reply, reply. -The Merchant of Venice. Act iii. Sc. 2.
The eftest way. -Much Ado about Nothing. Act iv. Sc. 2.
The eftest way. -Much Ado about Nothing. Act iv. Sc. 2.
All plumed like estridges that with the wind Baited like eagles having lately bathed; Glittering in golden coats, like images; read more
All plumed like estridges that with the wind Baited like eagles having lately bathed; Glittering in golden coats, like images; As full of spirit as the month of May, And gorgeous as the sun at midsummer. -King Henry IV. Part I. Act iv. Sc. 1.
The true beginning of our end. -A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act v. Sc. 1.
The true beginning of our end. -A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act v. Sc. 1.
I charge thee, fling away ambition: By that sin fell the angels. -King Henry VIII. Act iii. Sc. 2.
I charge thee, fling away ambition: By that sin fell the angels. -King Henry VIII. Act iii. Sc. 2.
Make the coming hour o'erflow with joy, And pleasure drown the brim. -All 's Well that Ends Well. Act ii. read more
Make the coming hour o'erflow with joy, And pleasure drown the brim. -All 's Well that Ends Well. Act ii. Sc. 4.
