Sail like my pinnace to these golden shores. -The Merry Wives of Windsor. Act i. Sc. 3.

Sail like my pinnace to these golden shores. -The Merry Wives of Windsor. Act i. Sc. 3.

But if it be a sin to covet honour, I am the most offending soul alive. -King Henry V. Act read more

But if it be a sin to covet honour, I am the most offending soul alive. -King Henry V. Act iv. Sc. 3.

The daintiest last, to make the end most sweet. -King Richard II. Act i. Sc. 3.

The daintiest last, to make the end most sweet. -King Richard II. Act i. Sc. 3.

And give to dust that is a little gilt More laud than gilt o'er-dusted. -Troilus and Cressida. Act iii. Sc. read more

And give to dust that is a little gilt More laud than gilt o'er-dusted. -Troilus and Cressida. Act iii. Sc. 3.

The inaudible and noiseless foot of Time. -All 's Well that Ends Well. Act v. Sc. 3.

The inaudible and noiseless foot of Time. -All 's Well that Ends Well. Act v. Sc. 3.

O, how this spring of love resembleth The uncertain glory of an April day! -The Two Gentleman of Verona. Act read more

O, how this spring of love resembleth The uncertain glory of an April day! -The Two Gentleman of Verona. Act i. Sc. 3.

Some of us will smart for it. -Much Ado about Nothing. Act v. Sc. 1.

Some of us will smart for it. -Much Ado about Nothing. Act v. Sc. 1.

And nothing can we call our own but death And that small model of the barren earth Which serves as read more

And nothing can we call our own but death And that small model of the barren earth Which serves as paste and cover to our bones. For God's sake, let us sit upon the ground And tell sad stories of the death of kings. -King Richard II. Act iii. Sc. 2.

Dictynna, goodman Dull. -Love's Labour 's Lost. Act iv. Sc. 2.

Dictynna, goodman Dull. -Love's Labour 's Lost. Act iv. Sc. 2.