Let me take you a button-hole lower. -Love's Labour 's Lost. Act v. Sc. 2.

Let me take you a button-hole lower. -Love's Labour 's Lost. Act v. Sc. 2.

Was ever woman in this humour wooed? Was ever woman in this humour won? -King Richard III. Act i. Sc. read more

Was ever woman in this humour wooed? Was ever woman in this humour won? -King Richard III. Act i. Sc. 2.

This figure that thou here seest put,
It was for gentle Shakespeare cut,
Wherein the graver had read more

This figure that thou here seest put,
It was for gentle Shakespeare cut,
Wherein the graver had a strife
With Nature, to outdo the life:
Oh, could he but have drawn his wit
As well in brass, as he has hit
His face, the print would then surpass
All that was ever writ in brass;
But since he cannot, reader, look
Not on his picture, but his book.

Hung be the heavens with black, yield day to night! -King Henry VI. Part I. Act i. Sc. 1.

Hung be the heavens with black, yield day to night! -King Henry VI. Part I. Act i. Sc. 1.

One out of suits with fortune. -As You Like It. Act i. Sc. 2.

One out of suits with fortune. -As You Like It. Act i. Sc. 2.

How many things by season season'd are To their right praise and true perfection! -The Merchant of Venice. Act. v. read more

How many things by season season'd are To their right praise and true perfection! -The Merchant of Venice. Act. v. Sc. 1.

I will feed fat the ancient grudge I bear him. He hates our sacred nation, and he rails, Even there read more

I will feed fat the ancient grudge I bear him. He hates our sacred nation, and he rails, Even there where merchants most do congregate. -The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 3.

If my gossip Report be an honest woman of her word. -The Merchant of Venice. Act iii. Sc. 1.

If my gossip Report be an honest woman of her word. -The Merchant of Venice. Act iii. Sc. 1.

I do desire we may be better strangers. -As You Like It. Act iii. Sc. 2.

I do desire we may be better strangers. -As You Like It. Act iii. Sc. 2.