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I would the gods had made thee poetical. -As You Like It. Act iii. Sc. 2.
I would the gods had made thee poetical. -As You Like It. Act iii. Sc. 2.
This is the third time; I hope good luck lies in odd numbers…. There is divinity in odd numbers, either read more
This is the third time; I hope good luck lies in odd numbers…. There is divinity in odd numbers, either in nativity, chance, or death. -The Merry Wives of Windsor. Act v. Sc. 1.
A man of sovereign parts he is esteem'd; Well fitted in arts, glorious in arms: Nothing becomes him ill that read more
A man of sovereign parts he is esteem'd; Well fitted in arts, glorious in arms: Nothing becomes him ill that he would well. -Love's Labour 's Lost. Act ii. Sc. 1.
I am slow of study. -A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act i. Sc. 2.
I am slow of study. -A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act i. Sc. 2.
Our compell'd sins Stand more for number than for accompt. -Measure for Measure. Act ii. Sc. 4.
Our compell'd sins Stand more for number than for accompt. -Measure for Measure. Act ii. Sc. 4.
And telling me, the sovereign'st thing on earth Was parmaceti for an inward bruise; And that it was great pity, read more
And telling me, the sovereign'st thing on earth Was parmaceti for an inward bruise; And that it was great pity, so it was, This villanous saltpetre should be digg'd Out of the bowels of the harmless earth, Which many a good tall fellow had destroy'd So cowardly; and but for these vile guns, He would himself have been a soldier. -King Henry IV. Part I. Act i. Sc. 3.
Truth will come to sight; murder cannot be hid long. -The Merchant of Venice. Act ii. Sc. 2.
Truth will come to sight; murder cannot be hid long. -The Merchant of Venice. Act ii. Sc. 2.
O, hell! to choose love by another's eyes. -A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act i. Sc. 1.
O, hell! to choose love by another's eyes. -A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act i. Sc. 1.
What stronger breastplate than a heart untainted! Thrice is he armed that hath his quarrel just, And he but naked, read more
What stronger breastplate than a heart untainted! Thrice is he armed that hath his quarrel just, And he but naked, though locked up in steel, Whose conscience with injustice is corrupted. -King Henry VI. Part II. Act iii. Sc. 2.
