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My business in this state Made me a looker on here in Vienna. -Measure for Measure. Act v. Sc. 1.
My business in this state Made me a looker on here in Vienna. -Measure for Measure. Act v. Sc. 1.
No ceremony that to great ones 'longs, Not the king's crown, nor the deputed sword, The marshal's truncheon, nor the read more
No ceremony that to great ones 'longs, Not the king's crown, nor the deputed sword, The marshal's truncheon, nor the judge's robe, Become them with one half so good a grace As mercy does. -Measure for Measure. Act ii. Sc. 2.
All the world 's a stage, And all the men and women merely players. They have their exits and their read more
All the world 's a stage, And all the men and women merely players. They have their exits and their entrances; And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. At first the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms. And then the whining school-boy, with his satchel And shining morning face, creeping like snail Unwillingly to school. And then the lover, Sighing like furnace, with a woful ballad Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier, Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard; Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel, Seeking the bubble reputation Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice, In fair round belly with good capon lined, With eyes severe and beard of formal cut, Full of wise saws and modern instances; And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts Into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon, With spectacles on nose and pouch on side; His youthful hose, well saved, a world too wide For his shrunk shank; and his big manly voice, Turning again toward childish treble, pipes And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all, That ends this strange eventful history, Is second childishness and mere oblivion, Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything. -As You Like It. Act ii. Sc. 7.
A deal of skimble-skamble stuff. -King Henry IV. Part I. Act iii. Sc. 1.
A deal of skimble-skamble stuff. -King Henry IV. Part I. Act iii. Sc. 1.
"With this same key
Shakespeare unlocked his heart," once more!
Did Shakespeare? If so, the less Shakespeare read more
"With this same key
Shakespeare unlocked his heart," once more!
Did Shakespeare? If so, the less Shakespeare be!
I may justly say, with the hook-nosed fellow of Rome, I came, saw, and overcame. -King Henry IV. Part II. read more
I may justly say, with the hook-nosed fellow of Rome, I came, saw, and overcame. -King Henry IV. Part II. Act iv. Sc. 3.
More matter for a May morning. -Twelfth Night. Act iii. Sc. 4.
More matter for a May morning. -Twelfth Night. Act iii. Sc. 4.
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.
The sons of Edward sleep in Abraham's bosom. -King Richard III. Act iv. Sc. 3.
The sons of Edward sleep in Abraham's bosom. -King Richard III. Act iv. Sc. 3.
