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O sleep, O gentle sleep, Nature's soft nurse! how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my read more
O sleep, O gentle sleep, Nature's soft nurse! how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down And steep my senses in forgetfulness? -King Henry IV. Part II. Act iii. Sc. 1.
Men have died from time to time, and worms have eaten them,—but not for love. -As You Like It. Act read more
Men have died from time to time, and worms have eaten them,—but not for love. -As You Like It. Act iv. Sc. 1.
This is the short and the long of it. -The Merry Wives of Windsor. Act ii. Sc. 2.
This is the short and the long of it. -The Merry Wives of Windsor. Act ii. Sc. 2.
Virtue is bold, and goodness never fearful. -Measure for Measure. Act iii. Sc. 1.
Virtue is bold, and goodness never fearful. -Measure for Measure. Act iii. Sc. 1.
Gave His body to that pleasant country's earth, And his pure soul unto his captain Christ, Under whose colours he read more
Gave His body to that pleasant country's earth, And his pure soul unto his captain Christ, Under whose colours he had fought so long. -King Richard II. Act iv. Sc. 1.
O, good old man, how well in thee appears The constant service of the antique world, When service sweat for read more
O, good old man, how well in thee appears The constant service of the antique world, When service sweat for duty, not for meed! Thou art not for the fashion of these times, Where none will sweat but for promotion. -As You Like It. Act ii. Sc. 3.
Your hearts are mighty, your skins are whole. -The Merry Wives of Windsor. Act iv. Sc. 1.
Your hearts are mighty, your skins are whole. -The Merry Wives of Windsor. Act iv. Sc. 1.
Oh, what a deal of scorn looks beautiful In the contempt and anger of his lip! -Twelfth Night. Act iii. read more
Oh, what a deal of scorn looks beautiful In the contempt and anger of his lip! -Twelfth Night. Act iii. Sc. 1.
Sweet are the uses of adversity, Which like the toad, ugly and venomous, Wears yet a precious jewel in his read more
Sweet are the uses of adversity, Which like the toad, ugly and venomous, Wears yet a precious jewel in his head; And this our life, exempt from public haunt, Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, Sermons in stones, and good in every thing. -As You Like It. Act ii. Sc. 1.
