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These are begot in the ventricle of memory, nourished in the womb of pia mater, and delivered upon the mellowing read more
These are begot in the ventricle of memory, nourished in the womb of pia mater, and delivered upon the mellowing of occasion. -Love's Labour 's Lost. Act iv. Sc. 2.
Saint George, that swinged the dragon, and e'er since Sits on his horse back at mine hostess' door. -King John. read more
Saint George, that swinged the dragon, and e'er since Sits on his horse back at mine hostess' door. -King John. Act ii. Sc. 1.
Then come kiss me, sweet and twenty. -Twelfth Night. Act ii. Sc. 3.
Then come kiss me, sweet and twenty. -Twelfth Night. Act ii. Sc. 3.
Thus we play the fools with the time, and the spirits of the wise sit in the clouds and mock read more
Thus we play the fools with the time, and the spirits of the wise sit in the clouds and mock us. -King Henry IV. Part II. Act ii. Sc. 2.
The cunning livery of hell. -Measure for Measure. Act iii. Sc. 1.
The cunning livery of hell. -Measure for Measure. Act iii. Sc. 1.
My library Was dukedom large enough. -The Tempest. Act i. Sc. 2.
My library Was dukedom large enough. -The Tempest. Act i. Sc. 2.
A mad fellow met me on the way and told me I had unloaded all the gibbets and pressed the read more
A mad fellow met me on the way and told me I had unloaded all the gibbets and pressed the dead bodies. No eye hath seen such scarecrows. I 'll not march through Coventry with them, that 's flat: nay, and the villains march wide betwixt the legs, as if they had gyves on; for indeed I had the most of them out of prison. There 's but a shirt and a half in all my company; and the half-shirt is two napkins tacked together and thrown over the shoulders like an herald's coat without sleeves. -King Henry IV. Part I. Act iv. Sc. 2.
To unpathed waters, undreamed shores. -The Winter's Tale. Act iv. Sc. 4.
To unpathed waters, undreamed shores. -The Winter's Tale. Act iv. Sc. 4.
O jest unseen, inscrutable, invisible, As a nose on a man's face, or a weathercock on a steeple. -The Two read more
O jest unseen, inscrutable, invisible, As a nose on a man's face, or a weathercock on a steeple. -The Two Gentleman of Verona. Act ii. Sc. 1.
