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How now, foolish rheum! -King John. Act iv. Sc. 1.
How now, foolish rheum! -King John. Act iv. Sc. 1.
As merry as the day is long. -Much Ado about Nothing. Act ii. Sc. 1.
As merry as the day is long. -Much Ado about Nothing. Act ii. Sc. 1.
An I thought he had been valiant and so cunning in fence, I 'ld have seen him damned ere I' read more
An I thought he had been valiant and so cunning in fence, I 'ld have seen him damned ere I' ld have challenged him. -Twelfth Night. Act iii. Sc. 4.
O Proserpina, For the flowers now, that frighted thou let'st fall From Dis's waggon! daffodils, That come before the swallow read more
O Proserpina, For the flowers now, that frighted thou let'st fall From Dis's waggon! daffodils, That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty; violets dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes Or Cytherea's breath; pale primroses, That die unmarried, ere they can behold Bright Phœbus in his strength,—a malady Most incident to maids; bold oxlips and The crown imperial; lilies of all kinds, The flower-de-luce being one. -The Winter's Tale. Act iv. Sc. 4.
There 's small choice in rotten apples. -The Taming of the Shrew. Act i. Sc. 1.
There 's small choice in rotten apples. -The Taming of the Shrew. Act i. Sc. 1.
A man in all the world's new fashion planted, That hath a mint of phrases in his brain. -Love's Labour read more
A man in all the world's new fashion planted, That hath a mint of phrases in his brain. -Love's Labour 's Lost. Act i. Sc. 1.
I thank you for your voices: thank you: Your most sweet voices. -Coriolanus. Act ii. Sc. 3.
I thank you for your voices: thank you: Your most sweet voices. -Coriolanus. Act ii. Sc. 3.
Ay, now am I in Arden: the more fool I. When I was at home I was in a better read more
Ay, now am I in Arden: the more fool I. When I was at home I was in a better place; but travellers must be content. -As You Like It. Act ii. Sc. 4.
And then he drew a dial from his poke, And looking on it with lack-lustre eye, Says very wisely, It read more
And then he drew a dial from his poke, And looking on it with lack-lustre eye, Says very wisely, It is ten o'clock: Thus we may see, quoth he, how the world wags. -As You Like It. Act ii. Sc. 7.
