This is very midsummer madness. -Twelfth Night. Act iii. Sc. 4.

This is very midsummer madness. -Twelfth Night. Act iii. Sc. 4.

Rob me the exchequer. -King Henry IV. Part I. Act iii. Sc. 3.

Rob me the exchequer. -King Henry IV. Part I. Act iii. Sc. 3.

And sheathed their swords for lack of argument. -King Henry V. Act iii. Sc. 1.

And sheathed their swords for lack of argument. -King Henry V. Act iii. Sc. 1.

'T is strange that death should sing. I am the cygnet to this pale faint swan, Who chants a doleful read more

'T is strange that death should sing. I am the cygnet to this pale faint swan, Who chants a doleful hymn to his own death, And from the organ-pipe of frailty sings His soul and body to their lasting rest. -King John. Act v. Sc. 7.

Could I come near your beauty with my nails, I 'd set my ten commandments in your face. -King Henry read more

Could I come near your beauty with my nails, I 'd set my ten commandments in your face. -King Henry VI. Part II. Act i. Sc. 3.

The miserable have no other medicine, But only hope. -Measure for Measure. Act iii. Sc. 1.

The miserable have no other medicine, But only hope. -Measure for Measure. Act iii. Sc. 1.

They say, best men are moulded out of faults, And, for the most, become much more the better For being read more

They say, best men are moulded out of faults, And, for the most, become much more the better For being a little bad. -Measure for Measure. Act v. 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.

Sweet, sweet, sweet poison for the age's tooth. -King John. Act i. Sc. 1.

Sweet, sweet, sweet poison for the age's tooth. -King John. Act i. Sc. 1.