Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts read more

Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form. -King John. Act iii. Sc. 4.

Good wine needs no bush. -As You Like It. Epilogue.

Good wine needs no bush. -As You Like It. Epilogue.

With all appliances and means to boot. -King Henry IV. Part II. Act iii. Sc. 1.

With all appliances and means to boot. -King Henry IV. Part II. Act iii. Sc. 1.

Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee; Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand read more

Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee; Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not: Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's, and truth's; then if thou fall'st, O Cromwell, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr! -King Henry VIII. Act iii. Sc. 2.

But in the way of bargain, mark ye me, I 'll cavil on the ninth part of a hair. -King read more

But in the way of bargain, mark ye me, I 'll cavil on the ninth part of a hair. -King Henry IV. Part I. Act iii. Sc. 1.

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.

Therefore my age is as a lusty winter, Frosty, but kindly. -As You Like It. Act ii. Sc. 3.

Therefore my age is as a lusty winter, Frosty, but kindly. -As You Like It. Act ii. Sc. 3.

One out of suits with fortune. -As You Like It. Act i. Sc. 2.

One out of suits with fortune. -As You Like It. Act i. Sc. 2.

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.