William Shakespeare ( 10 of 1881 )
Hostess, clap to the doors. Watch to-night, pray to-morrow.
Gallants, lads, boys, hearts of gold, all the titles of read more
Hostess, clap to the doors. Watch to-night, pray to-morrow.
Gallants, lads, boys, hearts of gold, all the titles of good
fellowship come to you! What, shall we be merry? Shall we have
a play extempore.
Something is rotten in the state of Denmark.
Something is rotten in the state of Denmark.
My library Was dukedom large enough. -The Tempest. Act i. Sc. 2.
My library Was dukedom large enough. -The Tempest. Act i. Sc. 2.
There, at the moated grange, resides this dejected Mariana. -Measure for Measure. Act iii. Sc. 1.
There, at the moated grange, resides this dejected Mariana. -Measure for Measure. Act iii. Sc. 1.
He hath eaten me out of house and home. -King Henry IV. Part II. Act ii. Sc. 1.
He hath eaten me out of house and home. -King Henry IV. Part II. Act ii. Sc. 1.
You two are book-men. -Love's Labour 's Lost. Act iv. Sc. 2.
You two are book-men. -Love's Labour 's Lost. Act iv. Sc. 2.
There 's the humour of it. -The Merry Wives of Windsor. Act ii. Sc. 1.
There 's the humour of it. -The Merry Wives of Windsor. Act ii. Sc. 1.
Fresh as a bridegroom; and his chin new reap'd Showed like a stubble-land at harvest-home; He was perfumed like a read more
Fresh as a bridegroom; and his chin new reap'd Showed like a stubble-land at harvest-home; He was perfumed like a milliner, And 'twixt his finger and his thumb he held A pouncet-box, which ever and anon He gave his nose and took 't away again. -King Henry IV. Part I. Act i. Sc. 3.
Sir, my circumstances,
Being so near the truth as I will make them,
Must first induce you read more
Sir, my circumstances,
Being so near the truth as I will make them,
Must first induce you to believe; whose strength
I will confirm with oath, which I doubt not
You'll give me leave to spare when you shall find
You need it not.
