Act i. Sc. 1.
I hold the world but as the world, Gratiano;
A stage, where every man must play a part,
And mine a sad one.

Act i. Sc. 1.
Why should a man, whose blood is warm within,
Sit like his grandsire cut in alabaster?

Act i. Sc. 1.

I am Sir Oracle,
And when I ope my lips, let no dog bark !

Act i. Sc. 1. Gratiano speaks an infinite deal of nothing ; more than any man in all Venice. His reasons are as two grains of wheat hid in two bushels of chaff: you shall seek all day ere you find them : and, when you have them, they are not worth the search.

Act i. Sc. 3.

Even there, where merchants most do congregate.

Act i. Sc. 3.

The Devil can cite Scripture for his purpose.

Act i. Sc. 3. Sufferance is the badge of all our tribe.

Merchant of Venice - Continued.

Act i. Sc. 3.

Many a time, and oft, In the Rialto, you have rated me.

Act ii. Sc. 2.

It is a wise father that knows his own child.

Act ii. Sc. 6.

All things that are,
Are with more spirit chased than enjoyed.

Act ii. Sc. 7.

All that glisters is not gold.?

Act iii. Sc. 1. I am a Jew: hath not a Jew eyes ? hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions ?

Act iii. Sc. 5. Thus when I shun Scylla, your father, I fall into Charybdis, your mother.

Act iv. Sc. 1. What! wouldst thou have a serpent-sting thee twice?

Act iv. Sc. 1.
The quality of mercy is not strained ;
It droppeth, as the gentle rain from heaven
Upon the place beneath: it is twice blessed;
It blesseth him that gives, and him that takes.

Merchant of Venice - Continued.

Act iv. Sc. 1.

A Daniel come to judgment.

Act iv. Sc. 1. Is it so nominated in the bond ?

I cannot find it; 't is not in the bond.

Act iv. Sc. 1. I have thee on the hip.

Act iv. Sc. 1.
I thank thee, Jew, for teaching me that word.

Act v. Sc. 1. How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank !

Act v. Sc. 1.
I am never merry when I hear sweet music.

Act v. Sc. 1. The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds, Is fit for treasons, stratagems, and spoils.

Act v. Sc. 1.
How far that little candle throws his beams !
So shines a good deed in a naughty world.



Act i. Sc. 2.
Well said : that was laid on with a trowel.

Act i. Sc. 2.
My pride fell with my fortunes.

Act i. Sc. 3.
Cel. Not a word ?
Ros. Not one to throw at a dog.

Act i. Sc. 3.
O how full of briars is this working-day world !

Act ii. Sc. 1.


Sweet are the uses of adversity,
Which, like the toad, ugly and venomous,
Wears yet a precious jewel in his head.

And this our life, exempt from public haunt,
Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks,
Sermons in stones, and good in every thing.

Act ii. Sc. 1.
“ Poor deer,” quoth he, “thou mak’st a testament,
As worldlings do, giving thy sum of more
To that which had too much.”

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Act ii. Sc. 3.

And He that doth the ravens feed,
Yea, providently caters for the sparrow,
Be comfort to my age!

As You Like It - Continued.

Act ii. Sc. 3.
For in my youth I never did apply
Hot and rebellious liquors in my blood ;

Therefore my age is as a lusty winter,
Frosty, but kindly.

Act ii. Sc. 7.
And railed on lady Fortune in good terms,
In good set terms.
And looking on it with lack-lustre eye,

“ Thus we may see," quoth he,“ how the world wags.

And so from hour to hour we ripe and ripe,
And then from hour to hour we rot and rot,
And thereby hangs a tale."

Motley 's the only wear.

Act ii. Sc. 7.

If ladies be but young and fair, *They have the gift to know it.

Act ii. Sc. 7.

I must have liberty Withal, as large a charter as the wind, "To blow on whom I please.

Act ii. Sc. 7. “The why is plain as way to parish church.

Act ii. Sc. 7.

All the world 's a stage
And all the men and women merely players :

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