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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.
A very beadle to a humorous sigh. -Love's Labour 's Lost. Act iii. Sc. 1.
A very beadle to a humorous sigh. -Love's Labour 's Lost. Act iii. Sc. 1.
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.
I was not born under a rhyming planet. -Much Ado about Nothing. Act v. Sc. 2.
I was not born under a rhyming planet. -Much Ado about Nothing. Act v. Sc. 2.
I think we do know the sweet Roman hand. -Twelfth Night. Act iii. Sc. 4.
I think we do know the sweet Roman hand. -Twelfth Night. Act iii. Sc. 4.
How many things by season season'd are To their right praise and true perfection! -The Merchant of Venice. Act. v. read more
How many things by season season'd are To their right praise and true perfection! -The Merchant of Venice. Act. v. Sc. 1.
If I do, fillip me with a three-man beetle. -King Henry IV. Part II. Act i. Sc. 2.
If I do, fillip me with a three-man beetle. -King Henry IV. Part II. Act i. Sc. 2.
For it so falls out That what we have we prize not to the worth Whiles we enjoy it, but read more
For it so falls out That what we have we prize not to the worth Whiles we enjoy it, but being lack'd and lost, Why, then we rack the value; then we find The virtue that possession would not show us Whiles it was ours. -Much Ado about Nothing. Act iv. Sc. 1.
Still you keep o' the windy side of the law. -Twelfth Night. Act iii. Sc. 4.
Still you keep o' the windy side of the law. -Twelfth Night. Act iii. Sc. 4.
