The idea of her life shall sweetly creep Into his study of imagination, And every lovely organ of her life, read more

The idea of her life shall sweetly creep Into his study of imagination, And every lovely organ of her life, Shall come apparell'd in more precious habit, More moving-delicate and full of life Into the eye and prospect of his soul. -Much Ado about Nothing. Act iv. Sc. 1.

Fill all thy bones with aches. -The Tempest. Act i. Sc. 2.

Fill all thy bones with aches. -The Tempest. Act i. Sc. 2.

This night methinks is but the daylight sick. -The Merchant of Venice. Act. v. Sc. 1.

This night methinks is but the daylight sick. -The Merchant of Venice. Act. v. Sc. 1.

Had I a dozen sons, each in my love alike and none less dear than thine and my good Marcius, read more

Had I a dozen sons, each in my love alike and none less dear than thine and my good Marcius, I had rather eleven die nobly for their country than one voluptuously surfeit out of action. -Coriolanus. Act i. Sc. 3.

My heart Is true as steel. -A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act ii. Sc. 1.

My heart Is true as steel. -A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act ii. Sc. 1.

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.

By my penny of observation. -Love's Labour 's Lost. Act iii. Sc. 1.

By my penny of observation. -Love's Labour 's Lost. Act iii. Sc. 1.

An I have not forgotten what the inside of a church is made of, I am a pepper-corn. -King Henry read more

An I have not forgotten what the inside of a church is made of, I am a pepper-corn. -King Henry IV. Part I. Act iii. Sc. 3.

An you had any eye behind you, you might see more detraction at your heels than fortunes before you. -Twelfth read more

An you had any eye behind you, you might see more detraction at your heels than fortunes before you. -Twelfth Night. Act ii. Sc. 5.