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These blessed candles of the night. -The Merchant of Venice. Act. v. Sc. 1.
These blessed candles of the night. -The Merchant of Venice. Act. v. Sc. 1.
With all appliances and means to boot. -King Henry IV. Part II. Act iii. Sc. 1.
With all appliances and means to boot. -King Henry IV. Part II. Act iii. Sc. 1.
One Pinch, a hungry lean-faced villain, A mere anatomy. -The Comedy of Errors. Act v. Sc. 1.
One Pinch, a hungry lean-faced villain, A mere anatomy. -The Comedy of Errors. Act v. Sc. 1.
I was now a coward on instinct. -King Henry IV. Part I. Act ii. Sc. 4.
I was now a coward on instinct. -King Henry IV. Part I. Act ii. Sc. 4.
When great poets sing,
Into the night new constellations spring,
With music in the air that dulls read more
When great poets sing,
Into the night new constellations spring,
With music in the air that dulls the craft
Of rhetoric. So when Shakespeare sang or laughed
The world with long, sweet Alpine echoes thrilled
Voiceless to scholars' tongues no muse had filled
With melody divine.
Whose words all ears took captive. -All 's Well that Ends Well. Act v. Sc. 3.
Whose words all ears took captive. -All 's Well that Ends Well. Act v. Sc. 3.
Heat not a furnace for your foe so hot That it do singe yourself. -King Henry VIII. Act i. Sc. read more
Heat not a furnace for your foe so hot That it do singe yourself. -King Henry VIII. Act i. Sc. 1.
Even such a man, so faint, so spiritless, So dull, so dead in look, so woe-begone, Drew Priam's curtain in read more
Even such a man, so faint, so spiritless, So dull, so dead in look, so woe-begone, Drew Priam's curtain in the dead of night, And would have told him half his Troy was burnt. -King Henry IV. Part II. Act i. Sc. 1.
O, monstrous! but one half-pennyworth of bread to this intolerable deal of sack! -King Henry IV. Part I. Act ii. read more
O, monstrous! but one half-pennyworth of bread to this intolerable deal of sack! -King Henry IV. Part I. Act ii. Sc. 4.