when he is tried, he shall receive the


JAMES iii. 5.

crown of

XBehold, how great a matter a little fire kindleth !

JAMES iv. 7.

Resist the devil, and he will flee from you.

1 PETER iv. 8.

Charity shall cover the multitude of sins.

1 PETER V. 8.

Be sober, be vigilant; because your adversary, the devil, as a roaring lion, walketh about, seeking whom may devour.


2 PETER iii. 10.

But the day of the Lord will come as a thief in the night.

1 JOHN iv. 18.

There is no fear in love; but perfect love casteth out fear.


Be thou faithful unto death.


He shall rule them with a rod of iron.

REVELATION xxii. 13.

I am Alpha and Omega, the beginning and the end,

the first and the last.



Act i. Sc. 2.

There's nothing ill can dwell in such a temple:
If the ill spirit have so fair a house,
Good things will strive. to dwell with 't.

Act i. Sc. 2.

I will be correspondent to command,
And do my spriting gently.

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Our revels now are ended: these our actors,

As I foretold you, were all spirits, and

Are melted into air, into thin air:

And, like the baseless fabric of this vision,

The cloud-capped towers, the gorgeous palaces,


The solemn temples, the great globe itself,
Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve,
And, like this insubstantial pageant faded,
Leave not a rack behind.

Act iv. Sc. 1.

We are such stuff

As dreams are made of, and our little life
Is rounded with a sleep.

Act v. Sc. 1.

Where the bee sucks, there suck I;
In a cowslip's bell I lie.


Act i. Sc. 2.

I have no other reason but a woman's reason;
I think him so, because I think him so.

Act iv. Sc. 1.

To make a virtue of necessity.*

Act iv. Sc. 4.

Is she not passing fair?

*Than I made vertue of necessite.

The Squier's Tale, Pt. 2. CHAUCER.


Act ii. Sc. 1.

Faith, thou hast some crotchets in thy head now.

Act ii. Sc. 2.

Why, then the world's mine oyster,
Which I with sword will open.

Act v. Sc. 1.

They say, there is divinity in odd numbers, either in nativity, chance, or death.


Act i. Sc. 1.

If music be the food of love, play on,
Give me excess of it; that, surfeiting,
The appetite may sicken, and so die.
That strain again;- it had a dying fall;

O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet south,
That breathes upon a bank of violets,
Stealing and giving odor.

Act i. Sc. 3.

I am sure care 's an enemy to life.

Act i. Sc. 5.

'Tis beauty truly blent, whose red and white Nature's own sweet and cunning hand laid on.

Twelfth Night - Continued.

Act ii. Sc. 3.

Dost thou think, because thou art virtuous, there shall be no more cakes and ale?

Act ii. Sc. 4.

Let still the woman take

An elder than herself; so wears she to him,
So sways she level in her husband's heart.
For, boy, however we do praise ourselves,
Our fancies are more giddy and unfirm,
More longing, wavering, sooner lost and worn,
Than women's are.

Act ii. Sc. 4.

She never told her love,

But let concealment, like a worm in the bud,
Feed on her damask cheek: she pined in thought,
And, with a green and yellow melancholy,

She sat, like Patience on a monument,

Smiling at grief.

Act ii. Sc. 5.

Some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon them.

Act iii. Sc. 1.

O, what a deal of scorn looks beautiful
In the contempt and anger of his lip!

Act iii. Sc. 1.

Love sought is good, but given unsought is better.

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