I would the gods had made thee poetical. -As You Like It. Act iii. Sc. 2.

I would the gods had made thee poetical. -As You Like It. Act iii. Sc. 2.

Oh, what a deal of scorn looks beautiful In the contempt and anger of his lip! -Twelfth Night. Act iii. read more

Oh, what a deal of scorn looks beautiful In the contempt and anger of his lip! -Twelfth Night. Act iii. Sc. 1.

I thank thee, Jew, for teaching me that word. -The Merchant of Venice. Act iv. Sc. 1.

I thank thee, Jew, for teaching me that word. -The Merchant of Venice. Act iv. Sc. 1.

My pride fell with my fortunes. -As You Like It. Act i. Sc. 2.

My pride fell with my fortunes. -As You Like It. Act i. Sc. 2.

He draweth out the thread of his verbosity finer than the staple of his argument. -Love's Labour 's Lost. Act read more

He draweth out the thread of his verbosity finer than the staple of his argument. -Love's Labour 's Lost. Act v. Sc. 1.

Who wooed in haste, and means to wed at leisure. -The Taming of the Shrew. Act iii. Sc. 2.

Who wooed in haste, and means to wed at leisure. -The Taming of the Shrew. Act iii. Sc. 2.

When great poets sing,
Into the night new constellations spring,
With music in the air that dulls read more

When great poets sing,
Into the night new constellations spring,
With music in the air that dulls the craft
Of rhetoric. So when Shakespeare sang or laughed
The world with long, sweet Alpine echoes thrilled
Voiceless to scholars' tongues no muse had filled
With melody divine.

I am sure care 's an enemy to life. -Twelfth Night. Act i. Sc. 3.

I am sure care 's an enemy to life. -Twelfth Night. Act i. Sc. 3.

The gaudy, blabbing, and remorseful day Is crept into the bosom of the sea. -King Henry VI. Part II. Act read more

The gaudy, blabbing, and remorseful day Is crept into the bosom of the sea. -King Henry VI. Part II. Act iv. Sc. 1.