'T is beauty truly blent, whose red and white Nature's own sweet and cunning hand laid on: Lady, you are read more

'T is beauty truly blent, whose red and white Nature's own sweet and cunning hand laid on: Lady, you are the cruell'st she alive If you will lead these graces to the grave And leave the world no copy. -Twelfth Night. Act i. Sc. 5.

How bitter a thing it is to look into happiness through another man's eyes! -As You Like It. Act v. read more

How bitter a thing it is to look into happiness through another man's eyes! -As You Like It. Act v. Sc. 2.

The words of Mercury are harsh after the songs of Apollo. -Love's Labour 's Lost. Act v. Sc. 2.

The words of Mercury are harsh after the songs of Apollo. -Love's Labour 's Lost. Act v. Sc. 2.

I 'll tickle your catastrophe. -King Henry IV. Part II. Act ii. Sc. 1.

I 'll tickle your catastrophe. -King Henry IV. Part II. Act ii. Sc. 1.

This is the very false gallop of verses. -As You Like It. Act iii. Sc. 2.

This is the very false gallop of verses. -As You Like It. Act iii. Sc. 2.

My ventures are not in one bottom trusted, Nor to one place. -The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 1.

My ventures are not in one bottom trusted, Nor to one place. -The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 1.

Comes at the last, and with a little pin Bores through his castle wall—and farewell king! -King Richard II. Act read more

Comes at the last, and with a little pin Bores through his castle wall—and farewell king! -King Richard II. Act iii. Sc. 2.

No sooner met but they looked; no sooner looked but they loved; no sooner loved but they sighed; no sooner read more

No sooner met but they looked; no sooner looked but they loved; no sooner loved but they sighed; no sooner sighed but they asked one another the reason; no sooner knew the reason but they sought the remedy. -As You Like It. Act v. Sc. 2.

Virtue is bold, and goodness never fearful. -Measure for Measure. Act iii. Sc. 1.

Virtue is bold, and goodness never fearful. -Measure for Measure. Act iii. Sc. 1.