King Lear -- Continued.

Act iii. Sc. 4.

But mice, and rats, and such small deer,
Have been Tom's food for seven long year.

Act iii. Sc. 4.
I'll talk a word with this same learned Theban.

Act iii. Sc. 6.

The little dogs and all, Tray, Blanch, and Sweet-heart, see, they bark at me.

Act iv. Sc. 6.
Ay, every inch a king.

Act iv. Sc. 6. Give me an ounce of civet, good apothecary, to sweeten my imagination.

Act iv. Sc. 6.
Through tattered clothes small vices do appear;
Robes and furred gowns hide all.

Act v. Sc. 3.
The gods are just, and of our pleasant vices
Make instruments to scourge us.

Act v. Sc. 3.

Her voice was ever soft, Gentle, and low ; an excellent thing in woman.


Act i. Sc. 1. The weakest goes to the wall.

Act i. Sc. 2.

One fire burns out another's burning. One pain is lessened by another's anguish.

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Act i. Sc. 5.
Her beauty hangs upon the cheek of night
Like a rich jewel in an Ethiop's ear.

Act i. Sc. 5.
Too early seen unknown, and known too late.

Act ii. Sc. 2.

He jests at scars, that never felt a wound.

Act ii. Sc. 2. See, how she leans her cheek


her hand!
O that I were a glove upon that hand,
That I might touch that cheek!

Act ii. Sc. 2.
O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo ?

Act ii. Sc. 2.
What's in a name? that which we call a rose
By any other name would smell as sweet.

Act ii. Sc. 2.
Alack! there lies more peril in thine eye,
Than twenty of their swords.

Romeo and Juliet -- Continued.

Act i. Sc. 2.

At lover's perjuries, They say, Jove laughs.

Act ii. Sc. 2.
O swear not by the moon, the inconstant moon,
That monthly changes in her circled orb,
Lest that thy love prove likewise variable.

Act ii. Sc. 2. Good night, good night! parting is such sweet sorrow, That I shall say good night till it be morrow.

Act ii. Sc. 3.
Thy old groans ring yet in my ancient ears.

Act ii. Sc. 4.

Stabbed with a white wench's black eye.

Act ii. Sc. 4.

I am the very pink of courtesy.

Act ii. Sc. 4. My man's as true as steel.

Act ii. Sc. 6.
Here comes the lady;—0, so light a foot
Will ne’er wear out the everlasting flint.

Act iii. Sc. 1. A plague o’ both the houses !

Romeo and Juliet - Continued.

Act iii. Sc. 1.
Rom. Courage, man! the hurt cannot be much.

Mer. No, 't is not so deep as a well, nor so wide as a church-door ; but 'tis enough.

Act iii. Sc. 3. Adversity's sweet milk, philosophy.

Act iii. Sc. 5.
Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day
Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain-tops.

Act iv. Sc. 2.
Not stepping o'er the bounds of modesty

Act v. Sc. 1.
My bosom's lord sits lightly in his throne.

Act v. Sc. 1. A beggarly account of empty boxes.

Act v. Sc. 1.
My poverty, but not my will, consents.

Act. v. Sc. 3.

Beauty's ensign yet
Is crimson in thy lips, and in thy cheeks,
And death's pale flag is not advanced there.

Act v. Sc. 3.

Eyes, look your last ! Arms, take your last embrace!

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In the most high and palmy state of Rome,
A little ere the mightiest Julius fell,

graves stood tenantless, and the sheeted dead Did squeak and gibber in the Roman streets.

Act i. Sc. 1.
And then it started like a guilty thing
Upon a fearful summons.

Act i. Sc. 1.
Some say, that ever 'gainst that season comes
Wherein our Saviour's birth is celebrated,
This bird of dawning singeth all night long:
And then they say no spirit dares stir abroad,
The nights are wholesome; then no planets strike,
No fairy takes, nor witch hath power to charm,
So hallowed and so gracious is the time.

Act i. Sc. 2.
The head is not more native to the heart.

Act i. Sc. 2.
A little more than kin, and less than kind.

Act i. Sc. 2.
Seems, madam! nay, it is; I know not seems.

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