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A merry heart doeth good like a medicine: but a broken spirit
drieth the bones.
A merry heart doeth good like a medicine: but a broken spirit
drieth the bones.
(Pedro:) Your silence most offends me, and to be merry best
becomes you for out o' question you were read more
(Pedro:) Your silence most offends me, and to be merry best
becomes you for out o' question you were born in a merry hour.
(Beatrice:) No, sure, my lord, my mother cried; but then there
was a star danced, and under that was I born.
I am not merry; but I do beguile
The thing I am by seeming otherwise.
I am not merry; but I do beguile
The thing I am by seeming otherwise.
Berowne they call him; but a merrier man,
Within the limit of becoming mirth,
I never spent read more
Berowne they call him; but a merrier man,
Within the limit of becoming mirth,
I never spent an hour's talk withal.
What should a man do but be merry? For look you how cheerfully
my mother looks, and my father read more
What should a man do but be merry? For look you how cheerfully
my mother looks, and my father died within's two hours.
Merrily, merrily shall I live now
Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.
Merrily, merrily shall I live now
Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.
The glad circle round them yield their souls
To festive mirth, and wit that knows no gall.
The glad circle round them yield their souls
To festive mirth, and wit that knows no gall.
As Tammie glow'red, amazed and curious,
The mirth and fun grew fast and furious.
As Tammie glow'red, amazed and curious,
The mirth and fun grew fast and furious.
