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Shall quips and sentences and these paper bullets of the brain awe a man from the career of his humour? read more
Shall quips and sentences and these paper bullets of the brain awe a man from the career of his humour? No, the world must be peopled. When I said I would die a bachelor, I did not think I should live till I were married. -Much Ado about Nothing. Act ii. Sc. 3.
The daintiest last, to make the end most sweet. -King Richard II. Act i. Sc. 3.
The daintiest last, to make the end most sweet. -King Richard II. Act i. Sc. 3.
Men are April when they woo, December when they wed: maids are May when they are maids, but the sky read more
Men are April when they woo, December when they wed: maids are May when they are maids, but the sky changes when they are wives. -As You Like It. Act iv. Sc. 1.
Oppress'd with two weak evils, age and hunger. -As You Like It. Act ii. Sc. 7.
Oppress'd with two weak evils, age and hunger. -As You Like It. Act ii. Sc. 7.
I 'll speak in a monstrous little voice. -A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act i. Sc. 2.
I 'll speak in a monstrous little voice. -A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act i. Sc. 2.
And give to dust that is a little gilt More laud than gilt o'er-dusted. -Troilus and Cressida. Act iii. Sc. read more
And give to dust that is a little gilt More laud than gilt o'er-dusted. -Troilus and Cressida. Act iii. Sc. 3.
Poor deer, quoth he, thou makest a testament As worldlings do, giving thy sum of more To that which had read more
Poor deer, quoth he, thou makest a testament As worldlings do, giving thy sum of more To that which had too much. -As You Like It. Act ii. Sc. 1.
'T is my vocation, Hal; 't is no sin for a man to labour in his vocation. -King Henry IV. read more
'T is my vocation, Hal; 't is no sin for a man to labour in his vocation. -King Henry IV. Part I. Act i. Sc. 2.
'T is strange that death should sing. I am the cygnet to this pale faint swan, Who chants a doleful read more
'T is strange that death should sing. I am the cygnet to this pale faint swan, Who chants a doleful hymn to his own death, And from the organ-pipe of frailty sings His soul and body to their lasting rest. -King John. Act v. Sc. 7.
