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The human mortals. -A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act ii. Sc. 1.
The human mortals. -A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act ii. Sc. 1.
I remember, the players have often mentioned it as an honour to
Shakespeare, that in his writing (whatsoever he read more
I remember, the players have often mentioned it as an honour to
Shakespeare, that in his writing (whatsoever he penned) he never
plotted out a line. My answer hath been, would he had blotted a
thousand.
Deeper than e'er plummet sounded. -The Tempest. Act iii. Sc. 3.
Deeper than e'er plummet sounded. -The Tempest. Act iii. Sc. 3.
Others abide our question. Thou art free.
We ask and ask--Thou smilest and art still,
Out-topping knowledge.
Others abide our question. Thou art free.
We ask and ask--Thou smilest and art still,
Out-topping knowledge.
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.
I had rather than forty shillings I had my Book of Songs and Sonnets here. -The Merry Wives of Windsor. read more
I had rather than forty shillings I had my Book of Songs and Sonnets here. -The Merry Wives of Windsor. Act i. Sc. 1.
The iron tongue of midnight hath told twelve. -A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act v. Sc. 1.
The iron tongue of midnight hath told twelve. -A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act v. Sc. 1.
Lord, Lord! methought, what pain it was to drown! What dreadful noise of waters in mine ears! What ugly sights read more
Lord, Lord! methought, what pain it was to drown! What dreadful noise of waters in mine ears! What ugly sights of death within mine eyes! Methought I saw a thousand fearful wrecks, Ten thousand men that fishes gnawed upon, Wedges of gold, great anchors, heaps of pearl, Inestimable stones, unvalued jewels, All scattered in the bottom of the sea: Some lay in dead men's skulls; and in those holes Where eyes did once inhabit, there were crept, As 't were in scorn of eyes, reflecting gems. -King Richard III. Act i. Sc. 4.
