I will show myself highly fed and lowly taught. -All 's Well that Ends Well. Act ii. Sc. 2.

I will show myself highly fed and lowly taught. -All 's Well that Ends Well. Act ii. Sc. 2.

The best in this kind are but shadows. -A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act v. Sc. 1.

The best in this kind are but shadows. -A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act v. Sc. 1.

Honour pricks me on. Yea, but how if honour prick me off when I come on,—how then? Can honour set read more

Honour pricks me on. Yea, but how if honour prick me off when I come on,—how then? Can honour set to a leg? no: or an arm? no: or take away the grief of a wound? no. Honour hath no skill in surgery, then? no. What is honour? a word. What is in that word honour; what is that honour? air. A trim reckoning! Who hath it? he that died o' Wednesday. Doth he feel it? no. Doth he hear it? no. 'T is insensible, then? yea, to the dead. But will it not live with the living? no. Why? detraction will not suffer it. Therefore I 'll none of it. Honour is a mere scutcheon. And so ends my catechism. -King Henry IV. Part I. Act v. Sc. 1.

His nose was as sharp as a pen, and a' babbled of green fields. -King Henry V. Act ii. Sc. read more

His nose was as sharp as a pen, and a' babbled of green fields. -King Henry V. Act ii. Sc. 3.

Close up his eyes and draw the curtain close; And let us all to meditation. -King Henry VI. Part II. read more

Close up his eyes and draw the curtain close; And let us all to meditation. -King Henry VI. Part II. Act iii. Sc. 3.

I saw young Harry, with his beaver on, His cuisses on his thighs, gallantly arm'd, Rise from the ground like read more

I saw young Harry, with his beaver on, His cuisses on his thighs, gallantly arm'd, Rise from the ground like feather'd Mercury, And vaulted with such ease into his seat As if an angel dropp'd down from the clouds, To turn and wind a fiery Pegasus And witch the world with noble horsemanship. -King Henry IV. Part I. Act iv. Sc. 1.

How far that little candle throws his beams! So shines a good deed in a naughty world. -The Merchant of read more

How far that little candle throws his beams! So shines a good deed in a naughty world. -The Merchant of Venice. Act. v. Sc. 1.

Two lovely berries moulded on one stem. -A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act iii. Sc. 2.

Two lovely berries moulded on one stem. -A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act iii. Sc. 2.

Masters, it is proved already that you are little better than false knaves; and it will go near to be read more

Masters, it is proved already that you are little better than false knaves; and it will go near to be thought so shortly. -Much Ado about Nothing. Act iv. Sc. 2.