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All things that are, Are with more spirit chased than enjoy'd. How like a younker or a prodigal The scarfed read more
All things that are, Are with more spirit chased than enjoy'd. How like a younker or a prodigal The scarfed bark puts from her native bay, Hugg'd and embraced by the strumpet wind! How like the prodigal doth she return, With over-weather'd ribs and ragged sails, Lean, rent, and beggar'd by the strumpet wind! -The Merchant of Venice. Act ii. Sc. 6.
Was ever woman in this humour wooed? Was ever woman in this humour won? -King Richard III. Act i. Sc. read more
Was ever woman in this humour wooed? Was ever woman in this humour won? -King Richard III. Act i. Sc. 2.
Off with his head! -King Richard III. Act iii. Sc. 4.
Off with his head! -King Richard III. Act iii. Sc. 4.
Mellifluous Shakespeare, whose enchanting Quill
Commandeth Mirth or Passion, was but Will.
Mellifluous Shakespeare, whose enchanting Quill
Commandeth Mirth or Passion, was but Will.
The seeming truth which cunning times put on To entrap the wisest. -The Merchant of Venice. Act iii. Sc. 2.
The seeming truth which cunning times put on To entrap the wisest. -The Merchant of Venice. Act iii. Sc. 2.
Ay, now am I in Arden: the more fool I. When I was at home I was in a better read more
Ay, now am I in Arden: the more fool I. When I was at home I was in a better place; but travellers must be content. -As You Like It. Act ii. Sc. 4.
Is it so nominated in the bond? -The Merchant of Venice. Act iv. Sc. 1.
Is it so nominated in the bond? -The Merchant of Venice. Act iv. Sc. 1.
My ventures are not in one bottom trusted, Nor to one place. -The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 1.
My ventures are not in one bottom trusted, Nor to one place. -The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 1.
If I say that Shakespeare is the greatest of intellects, I have
said all concerning him. But there is read more
If I say that Shakespeare is the greatest of intellects, I have
said all concerning him. But there is more in Shakespeare's
intellect than we have yet seen. It is what I call an
unconscious intellect; there is more virtue in it that he himself
is aware of.
