William Shakespeare ( 10 of 1881 )
To gild refined gold, to paint the lily, To throw a perfume on the violet, To smooth the ice, or read more
To gild refined gold, to paint the lily, To throw a perfume on the violet, To smooth the ice, or add another hue Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish, Is wasteful and ridiculous excess. -King John. Act iv. Sc. 2.
Hostess, clap to the doors. Watch to-night, pray to-morrow.
Gallants, lads, boys, hearts of gold, all the titles of read more
Hostess, clap to the doors. Watch to-night, pray to-morrow.
Gallants, lads, boys, hearts of gold, all the titles of good
fellowship come to you! What, shall we be merry? Shall we have
a play extempore.
A second Daniel, a Daniel, Jew! Now, infidel, I have you on the hip. -The Merchant of Venice. Act iv. read more
A second Daniel, a Daniel, Jew! Now, infidel, I have you on the hip. -The Merchant of Venice. Act iv. Sc. 1.
As for a camel To thread the postern of a small needle's eye. -King Richard II. Act v. Sc. 5.
As for a camel To thread the postern of a small needle's eye. -King Richard II. Act v. Sc. 5.
Marry, by these special marks: first, you have learned, like Sir
Proteus, to wreathe your arms like a malcontent, read more
Marry, by these special marks: first, you have learned, like Sir
Proteus, to wreathe your arms like a malcontent, to relish a
love-song like a robin-redbreast, to walk alone like one that had
the pestilence, to sigh like a schoolboy that had lost his A B C,
to weep like a young wench that had buried her grandam, to fast
like one that takes diet, to watch like one that fears robbing,
to speak puling like a beggar at Hallowmas.
If ladies be but young and fair, They have the gift to know it; and in his brain, Which is read more
If ladies be but young and fair, They have the gift to know it; and in his brain, Which is as dry as the remainder biscuit After a voyage, he hath strange places cramm'd With observation, the which he vents In mangled forms. -As You Like It. Act ii. Sc. 7.
For where is any author in the world Teaches such beauty as a woman's eye? Learning is but an adjunct read more
For where is any author in the world Teaches such beauty as a woman's eye? Learning is but an adjunct to ourself. -Love's Labour 's Lost. Act iv. Sc. 3.
Bell, book and candle shall not drive me back
When gold and silver becks me to come on.
Bell, book and candle shall not drive me back
When gold and silver becks me to come on.
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.
The noble sister of Publicola,
The moon of Rome, chaste as the icicle
That's curded by the read more
The noble sister of Publicola,
The moon of Rome, chaste as the icicle
That's curded by the frost from purest snow
And hangs on Dian's temple--dear Valeria!
