Measure for Measure-Continued.

Act iii. Sc. 1.

The sense of death is most in apprehension ;
And the poor beetle that we tread upon
In corporal sufferance finds a pang as great
As when a giant dies.

Act iii. Sc. 1.
Ay, but to die, and go we know not where;
To lie in cold obstruction, and to rot.

Act iv. Sc. 1.
Take, O take those lips away,

That so sweetly were forsworn;
And those eyes, the break of day,

Lights that do mislead the morn;
But my kisses bring again,

Seals of love, but sealed in vain.*

Act v. Sc. 1.

My business in this state Made me a looker-on here in Vienna.

* This song is found in “ The Bloody Brother, or Rollo, Duke of Normandy,” by Beaumont and Fletcher, Act 5, Sc. 2, with the following additional stanza :

"Hide, 0 hide those hills of snow,

Which thy frozen bosom bears,
On whose tops the pinks that grow

Are of those that April wears ;
But first set my poor heart free,

Bound in those icy chains for thee." There has been much controversy about the authorship, but the more probable opinion seems to be that the second stanza was added by Fletcher.


Act i. Sc. 1.
He hath indeed better bettered expectation.

Act i. Sc. 1. A very

valiant trencherman.

Act i. Sc. 1. A skirmish of wit between them.

Act ii. Sc. 1.
Friendship is constant in all other things,
Save in the office and affairs of love.
Therefore, all hearts in love use their own tongues ;
Let every eye negotiate for itself,
And trust no agent.

Act ii. Sc. 1. Silence is the perfectest herald of joy; I were but little happy, if I could say how much.

Act ii. Sc. 3.

Sits the wind in that corner ?

Act ii. Sc. 3. When I said I would die a bachelor, I did not think I should live till I were married.

Act iii. Sc. 1.
Some, Cupid kills with arrows, some with traps.

Much Ado about Nothing -- Continued.

Act iii. Sc. 2.

Every one can master a grief, but he that has it.

Act iii. Sc. 3.

you good men and true ?

Act ii. Sc. 3. To be a well-favored man is the gift of fortune; but to write and read comes by nature.

Act iii. Sc. 3.
Is most tolerable, and not to be endured.

Act iii. Sc. 5.
Comparisons are odorous.

Act iv. Sc. 2.
O that he were here to write me down

an ass

Act iv. Sc. 2.
A fellow that hath had losses.

Act v. Sc. 1.
For there was never yet philosopher
That could endure the toothache patiently.

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Act i. Sc. 1.

But earthlier happy is the rose distilled
Than that which, withering on the virgin thorn,
Grows, lives, and dies in single blessedness.

Act i. Sc. 1.
Ah me! for aught that ever I could read,
Could ever hear by tale or history,
The course of true love never did run smooth.

Act i. Sc. 1.
Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind;
And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.

Act i. Sc. 2.
A proper man as one shall see in a summer's day.

Act ii. Sc. 2. In maiden meditation, fancy free.

Act ii. Sc. 2.
I'll put a girdle round about the earth
In forty minutes.

Act ii. Sc. 2.
I know a bank whereon the wild thyme blows,
Where ox-lips and the nodding violet grows.

Act iii. Sc. 2.

So we grew together, Like to a double cherry, seeming parted.

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Midsummer Night's Dream - Continued.

Act v. Sc. 1. The poet's eye, in a fine frenzy rolling, Doth glance from heaven to earth, from earth to heaven, And as imagination bodies forth The forms of things unknown, the poet's pen Turns them to shapes, and gives to airy nothing A local habitation and a name.


Act ii. Sc. 1.

A merrier man, Within the limit of becoming mirth, I never spent an hour's talk withal.

Act v. Sc. 1. He draweth out the thread of his verbosity finer than the staple of his argument.

Act v. Sc. 2.
A jest's prosperity lies in the ear
Of him that hears it, never in the tongue
Of him that makes it.

Act v. Sc. 2.

They have measured many a mile, To tread a measure with you on this grass.

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