William Shakespeare ( 10 of 1881 )
All his successors gone before him have done 't; and all his ancestors that come after him may. -The Merry read more
All his successors gone before him have done 't; and all his ancestors that come after him may. -The Merry Wives of Windsor. Act i. Sc. 1.
This fellow pecks up wit, as pigeons pease,
And utters it again when God doth please.
This fellow pecks up wit, as pigeons pease,
And utters it again when God doth please.
Decrepit miser! base ignoble wretch!
I am descended of a gentler blood.
Thou art no father nor read more
Decrepit miser! base ignoble wretch!
I am descended of a gentler blood.
Thou art no father nor friend of mine.
I may justly say, with the hook-nosed fellow of Rome, I came, saw, and overcame. -King Henry IV. Part II. read more
I may justly say, with the hook-nosed fellow of Rome, I came, saw, and overcame. -King Henry IV. Part II. Act iv. Sc. 3.
They say we are Almost as like as eggs. -The Winter's Tale. Act i. Sc. 2.
They say we are Almost as like as eggs. -The Winter's Tale. Act i. Sc. 2.
He is well paid that is well satisfied. -The Merchant of Venice. Act iv. Sc. 1.
He is well paid that is well satisfied. -The Merchant of Venice. Act iv. Sc. 1.
For aught that I could ever read, Could ever hear by tale or history, The course of true love never read more
For aught that I could ever read, Could ever hear by tale or history, The course of true love never did run smooth. -A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act i. Sc. 1.
This is the short and the long of it. -The Merry Wives of Windsor. Act ii. Sc. 2.
This is the short and the long of it. -The Merry Wives of Windsor. Act ii. Sc. 2.
At length her grace rose and with modest paces
Came to the altar, where she kneeled, and saint-like
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At length her grace rose and with modest paces
Came to the altar, where she kneeled, and saint-like
Cast her fair eyes to heaven and prayed devoutly;
Then rose again and bowed her to the people;
When by the Archbishop of Canterbury
She had all the royal makings of a queen,
As holy oil, Edward Confessor's crown,
The rod, and bird of peace, and all such emblems
Laid nobly on her; which performed, the choir
With all the choicest music of the kingdom
Together sung 'Te Deum.' So she parted
And with the same full state packed back again
To York Place, where the feast is held.
For he is but a bastard to the time That doth not smack of observation. -King John. Act i. Sc. read more
For he is but a bastard to the time That doth not smack of observation. -King John. Act i. Sc. 1.
