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but they loved; no sooner loved, but they sighed ; no sooner sighed, but they asked one another the reason.

Act v. Sc. 2.

How bitter a thing it is to look into happiness through another man's eyes.

Act v. Sc. 2.

An ill-favoured thing, sir, but mine own. Act v. Sc. 4.

The Retort courteous; the Lie direct.

Act v. Sc. 4.

Your If is the only peacemaker ; much virtue in If.

Act v. Sc. 4.

Good wine needs no bush.



As Stephen Sly, and old John Naps of Greece,
And Peter Turf, and Henry Pimpernell ;
And twenty more such names and men as these,
Which never were, nor no man ever saw.

Induction, Sc. 2.
No profit grows where is no pleasure ta’en ;
In brief, sir, study what you most affect. Act i. Sc. 1.

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* Othello : Act iii. Sc. 1. Merry Wives of Windsor: Act i. Sc. 4. You Like It: Act ii. Sc. 7.

Intolerable, not to be endured.

Act v. Sc. 2.


A woman moved is like a fountain troubled ;
Muddy, ill-seeming, thick, bereft of beauty. Act v. Sc. 2.


A snapper-up of unconsidered trifles.

Activ. Sc. 2.

A merry heart goes all the day,

Your sad tires in a mile-a.

Act iv. Sc. 2.

That come before the swallow dares, and take
The winds of March with beauty ; violets, dim,
But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes,
Or Cytherea's breath.

Activ. Sc. 3.



do dance, I wish you A wave o' the sea, that you might ever do Nothing but that.

Activ. Sc. 3.


It were all one,
That I should love a bright particular star,
And think to wed it.

Act i. Sc. 1.

The hind that would be mated by the lion,
Must die for love.

Act i. Sc. 1.


Our remedies oft in ourselves do lie,
Which we ascribe to Heaven.

Acti. Sc. 1.

Oft expectation fails, and most oft there
Where most it promises.

Actii. Sc. I.

From lowest place when virtuous things proceed, The place is dignified by the doer's deed. Act ü. Sc. 3.

The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together.

Act iv. Sc. 3.

Whose words all ears took captive.

Act v. Sc. 3.

The inaudible and noiseless foot of time. Aci v. Sc. 3.

Praising what is lost Makes the remembrance dear.

Act v. Sc. 3.

All impediments in fancy's course
Are motives of more fancy.

Act y, Sc. 3.


If music be the food of love, play on,
Give me excess of it ; that, surfeiting,
The appetite may sicken, and so die.—
That strain again ;—it had a dying fall ;
0, it came o'er my ear like the sweet th,
That breathes upon a bank of violets,
Stealing and giving odour.

Ací i. Sc. 1,

I am sure care 's an enemy to life.

Acti. Sc. 3.

’T is beauty truly blent, whose red and white Nature's own sweet and cunning hand laid on.

Act i. Sc. 5. Journeys end in lovers' meeting Every wise man's son doth know.

Act ii. Sc. 3.

Sir To. Dost thou think, because thou art virtuous, there shall be no more cakes and ale ?

Clo. Yes, by Saint Anne; and ginger shall be hot i' the mouth too.

Act ii. Sc. 3.

Let still the woman take
An elder than herself ; so wears she to him,
So sways she level in her husband's heart.
For, boy, however we do praise ourselves,
Our fancies are more giddy and unfirm,
More longing, wavering, sooner lost and won,
Than women's are.

Act i. Sc. 4.

She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek : she pined in thought And, with a green and yellow melancholy, She sat, like Patience on a monument, Smiling at grief.

Act ii. Sc. 4.

I am all the daughters of my father's house,
And all the brothers too.

Actii. Sc. 4.

An you had any eye behind you, you might see more detraction at your heels, than fortune before you.

Actii. Sc. 5.

Some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon them.

Actii. Sc. 5.

O, what a deal of scorn looks beautiful
In the contempt and anger of his lip !

Act iii. Sc. I.

Love sought is good, but given unsought is better.

Act iii. Sc. 1.

Let there be gall enough in thy ink; though thou write with a goose-pen, no matter.

Act iii. Sc. 2.

Still you keep o' the windy side of the law. Act ii. Sc. 3.

An I thought he had been valiant, and so cunning in fence, I'd have seen him damned ere I'd have challenged him.

Act iii. Sc. 4.

Clo. What is the opinion of Pythagoras concerning wild-fowl ?

Mal. That the soul of our grandam might haply inhabit a bird.

Clo. What think'st thou of his opinion ?

Mal. I think nobly of the soul, and no way approve his opinion.

Act iii. Sc. 4.

Thus the whirligig of time brings in his revenges.

Act v. Sc. I.


Lord of thy presence, and no land beside. Acti. Sc. 1

And if his name be George, I'll call him Peter ;
For new-made honour doth forget men's names.

Act i. Sc. I.

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