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Self-love, my liege, is not so vile a sin As self-neglecting. -King Henry V. Act ii. Sc. 4.
Self-love, my liege, is not so vile a sin As self-neglecting. -King Henry V. Act ii. Sc. 4.
The better part of valour is discretion. -King Henry IV. Part I. Act v. Sc. 4.
The better part of valour is discretion. -King Henry IV. Part I. Act v. Sc. 4.
Silence is the perfectest herald of joy: I were but little happy, if I could say how much. -Much Ado read more
Silence is the perfectest herald of joy: I were but little happy, if I could say how much. -Much Ado about Nothing. Act ii. Sc. 1.
Mellifluous Shakespeare, whose enchanting Quill
Commandeth Mirth or Passion, was but Will.
Mellifluous Shakespeare, whose enchanting Quill
Commandeth Mirth or Passion, was but Will.
Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown. -King Henry IV. Part II. Act iii. Sc. 1.
Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown. -King Henry IV. Part II. Act iii. Sc. 1.
Honour pricks me on. Yea, but how if honour prick me off when I come on,—how then? Can honour set read more
Honour pricks me on. Yea, but how if honour prick me off when I come on,—how then? Can honour set to a leg? no: or an arm? no: or take away the grief of a wound? no. Honour hath no skill in surgery, then? no. What is honour? a word. What is in that word honour; what is that honour? air. A trim reckoning! Who hath it? he that died o' Wednesday. Doth he feel it? no. Doth he hear it? no. 'T is insensible, then? yea, to the dead. But will it not live with the living? no. Why? detraction will not suffer it. Therefore I 'll none of it. Honour is a mere scutcheon. And so ends my catechism. -King Henry IV. Part I. Act v. Sc. 1.
Banish plump Jack, and banish all the world. -King Henry IV. Part I. Act ii. Sc. 4.
Banish plump Jack, and banish all the world. -King Henry IV. Part I. Act ii. Sc. 4.
The words of Mercury are harsh after the songs of Apollo. -Love's Labour 's Lost. Act v. Sc. 2.
The words of Mercury are harsh after the songs of Apollo. -Love's Labour 's Lost. Act v. Sc. 2.
Fish not, with this melancholy bait, For this fool gudgeon, this opinion. -The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 1.
Fish not, with this melancholy bait, For this fool gudgeon, this opinion. -The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 1.
