For sufferance is the badge of all our tribe. -The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 3.

For sufferance is the badge of all our tribe. -The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 3.

A breath thou art, Servile to all the skyey influences. -Measure for Measure. Act iii. Sc. 1.

A breath thou art, Servile to all the skyey influences. -Measure for Measure. Act iii. Sc. 1.

The hind that would be mated by the lion Must die for love. -All 's Well that Ends Well. Act read more

The hind that would be mated by the lion Must die for love. -All 's Well that Ends Well. Act i. Sc. 1.

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.

Though Nestor swear the jest be laughable. -The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 1.

Though Nestor swear the jest be laughable. -The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 1.

I shall ne'er be ware of mine own wit till I break my shins against it. -As You Like It. read more

I shall ne'er be ware of mine own wit till I break my shins against it. -As You Like It. Act ii. Sc. 4.

When great poets sing,
Into the night new constellations spring,
With music in the air that dulls read more

When great poets sing,
Into the night new constellations spring,
With music in the air that dulls the craft
Of rhetoric. So when Shakespeare sang or laughed
The world with long, sweet Alpine echoes thrilled
Voiceless to scholars' tongues no muse had filled
With melody divine.

A load would sink a navy. -King Henry VIII. Act iii. Sc. 2.

A load would sink a navy. -King Henry VIII. Act iii. Sc. 2.

Lord of thy presence and no land beside. -King John. Act i. Sc. 1.

Lord of thy presence and no land beside. -King John. Act i. Sc. 1.