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The pleasing punishment that women bear. -The Comedy of Errors. Act i. Sc. 1.
The pleasing punishment that women bear. -The Comedy of Errors. Act i. Sc. 1.
Our revels now are ended. These our actors, As I foretold you, were all spirits, and Are melted into air, read more
Our revels now are ended. These our actors, As I foretold you, were all spirits, and Are melted into air, into thin air: And, like the baseless fabric of this vision, The cloud-capp'd towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself, Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve, And, like this insubstantial pageant faded, Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff As dreams are made on; and our little life Is rounded with a sleep. -The Tempest. Act iv. Sc. 1.
Halloo your name to the reverberate hills, And make the babbling gossip of the air Cry out. -Twelfth Night. Act read more
Halloo your name to the reverberate hills, And make the babbling gossip of the air Cry out. -Twelfth Night. Act i. Sc. 5.
He that hath a beard is more than a youth, and he that hath no beard is less than a read more
He that hath a beard is more than a youth, and he that hath no beard is less than a man. -Much Ado about Nothing. Act ii. Sc. 1.
I have mark'd A thousand blushing apparitions To start into her face, a thousand innocent shames In angel whiteness beat read more
I have mark'd A thousand blushing apparitions To start into her face, a thousand innocent shames In angel whiteness beat away those blushes. -Much Ado about Nothing. Act iv. Sc. 1.
To dance attendance on their lordships' pleasures. -King Henry VIII. Act v. Sc. 2.
To dance attendance on their lordships' pleasures. -King Henry VIII. Act v. Sc. 2.
And my large kingdom for a little grave, A little little grave, an obscure grave. -King Richard II. Act iii. read more
And my large kingdom for a little grave, A little little grave, an obscure grave. -King Richard II. Act iii. Sc. 3.
That unlettered small-knowing soul. -Love's Labour 's Lost. Act i. Sc. 1.
That unlettered small-knowing soul. -Love's Labour 's Lost. Act i. Sc. 1.
We are ready to try our fortunes To the last man. -King Henry IV. Part II. Act iv. Sc. 2.
We are ready to try our fortunes To the last man. -King Henry IV. Part II. Act iv. Sc. 2.
