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Fat paunches have lean pates, and dainty bits
Make rich the ribs, but backrout quite the wits.
Topic: Eating
Source: Love's Labor's Lost (Longaville at I, i)
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You would be, sweet madam, if your miseries were in the same
abundance as your good fortunes are; and yet for aught I see,
they are as sick that surfeit with too much as they that starve
with nothing.
Topic: Eating
Source: The Merchant of Venice (Nerissa at I, ii)
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Come, we have a hot venison pasty to dinner.
Topic: Eating
Source: The Merry Wives of Windsor (Mistress Page at I, i)
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I wished your venison better--it was ill killed.
Topic: Eating
Source: The Merry Wives of Windsor (Shallow at I, i)
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I will make an end of my dinner--there's pippins and seese to
come.
Topic: Eating
Source: The Merry Wives of Windsor (Evans at I, ii)
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For, as a surfeit of the sweetest things
The deepest loathing to the stomach brings,
Or as the heresies that men do leave
Are hated most of those they did deceive,
So thou, my surfeit and my heresy,
Of all be hated, but the most of me!
Topic: Eating
Source: A Midsummer Night's Dream (Lysander at II, ii)
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I fear it is too choleric a meat.
How say you to a fat tripe finely broiled?
Topic: Eating
Source: The Taming of the Shrew (Grumio at IV, iii)
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What say you to a piece of beef and mustard?
Topic: Eating
Source: The Taming of the Shrew (Grumio at IV, iii)
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My cake is dough, but I'll in among the rest,
Out of hope of all but my share of the feast.
Topic: Eating
Source: The Taming of the Shrew (Gremio at V, i)
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Things sweet to taste prove in digestion sour.
Topic: Eating
Source: The Tragedy of King Richard the Second (Gaunt at I, iii)
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But that our feasts
In every mess have folly, and the feeders
Digest it with a custom, I should blush
To see you so attired, swoon, I think,
To show myself a glass.
Topic: Eating
Source: The Winter's Tale (Perdita at IV, iv)
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The birds chaunt melody on every bush,
The snake lies rolled in the cheerful sun,
The green leaves quiver with the cooling wind,
And make a checkered shadow on the ground;
Under their sweet shade, Aaron, let us sit,
And whilst the babbling echo mocks the hounds,
Replying shrilly to the well-tuned horns,
As if a double hunt were heard at once,
Let us sit down and mark their yellowing noise;
And after conflict such as was supposed
The wand'ring prince and Dido once enjoyed,
When with a happy storm they were surprised,
And curtained with a counsel-keeping cave,
We may, each wreathed in the other's arms,
Our pastimes done, possess a golden slumber,
Whiles hounds and horns and sweet melodious birds
Be unto us as is a nurse's song
Of lullaby to bring her babe asleep.
Topic: Echo
Source: Titus Andronicus (Tamora at II, iii)
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Have more than thou showest,Speak less than thou knowest.
Topic: Economy
Source: None
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All's well that ends well; still the fine's the crown.
Whate'er the course, the end is the renown.
Topic: End
Source: All's Well That Ends Well (Helena at IV, iv)
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The end crowns all,
And that old common arbitrator, Time,
Will one day end it.
Topic: End
Source: The History of Troilus and Cressida (Hector at IV, v)
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The general's disdained
By him one step below, he by the next,
The next by him beneath; so every step,
Exampled by the first pace that is sick
Of his superior, grows to an envious fever
Of pale and bloodless emulation:
And 'tis this fever that keeps Troy on foot,
Not her own sinews.
Topic: Envy
Source: The History of Troilus and Cressida (Ulysses at I, iii)
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Such men as he be never at heart's ease
Whiles they behold a greater than themselves,
And therefore are they very dangerous.
Topic: Envy
Source: Julius Caesar (Caesar at I, ii)
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My mind gave me,
In seeking tales and informations
Against this man, whose honesty the devil
And his disciples only envy at,
Ye blew the fire that burns ye: now have at ye!
Topic: Envy
Source: The Life of King Henry the Eighth (Cromwell at V, iii)
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We make ourselves fools to disport ourselves
And spend our flatteries to drink those men
Upon whose age we void it up again
With poisonous spite and envy.
Topic: Envy
Source: The Life of Timon of Athens (Apemantus at I, ii)
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Not on thy sole, but on thy soul, harsh Jew,
Thou mak'st thy knife keen; but no metal can--
No, not the hangman's axe--bear half the keenness
Of thy sharp envy.
Topic: Envy
Source: The Merchant of Venice (Gratiano at IV, i)
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Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon,
Who is already sick and pale with grief
That thou her maid art far more fair than she.
Be not her maid, since she is envious.
Her vestal livery is but sick and green,
And none but fools do wear it. Cast it off.
Topic: Envy
Source: Romeo and Juliet (Romeo at II, ii)
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So shall you hear
Of carnal, bloody, and unnatural acts,
Of accidental judgments, casual slaughters,
Of deaths put on by cunning and forced cause,
And, in this upshot, purposes mistook
Fall'n on th' inventors' heads.
Topic: Errors
Source: Hamlet Prince of Denmark (Horatio at V, ii)
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Ah, poor our sex! this fault in us I find,
The error of our eye directs our mind.
What error leads must error.
Topic: Errors
Source: The History of Troilus and Cressida (Cressida at V, ii)
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He wants nothing of a god but eternity and a heaven to throne in.
Topic: Eternity
Source: None
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He was indeed the glass
Wherein the noble youth did dress themselves.
Topic: Example
Source: King Henry the Fourth, Part II (Lady Percy at II, iii)
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And oftentimes excusing of a fault doth make the fault the worse by the excuse.
Topic: Excuses
Source: None
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Oft expectation fails, and most oft there
Where most it promises; and oft it hits
Where hope is coldest and despair most fits.
Topic: Expectation
Source: All's Well That Ends Well (Helena at II, i)
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I am giddy; expectation whirls me round.
Th' imaginary relish is so sweet
That it enchants my sense.
Topic: Expectation
Source: The History of Troilus and Cressida (Troilus at III, ii)
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Many a time and oft
Have you climbed up to walls and battlements,
To tow'rs and windows, yea, to chimney tops,
Your infants in your arms, and there have sat
The livelong day, with patient expectation,
To see great Pompey pass the streets of Rome.
Topic: Expectation
Source: Julius Caesar (Marullus at I, i)
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Promising is the very air o' th' time; it opens the eyes of
expectation. Performance is ever duller for his act; and, but in
the plainer and simpler kind of people, the deed of saying is
quite out of use. To promise is most courtly and fashionable;
performance is a kind of will or testament which argues a great
sickness in his judgment that makes it.
Topic: Expectation
Source: The Life of Timon of Athens (Painter at V, i)
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He hath borne himself beyond the promise of his age, doing in the
figure of a lamb the feats of a lion. He hath indeed bettered
expectation than you must expect of me to tell you how.
Topic: Expectation
Source: Much Ado About Nothing (Messenger at I, i)
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We have scorched the snake, not killed it.
She'll close and be herself, whilst our poor malice
Remains in danger of her former tooth.
Topic: Failure
Source: Macbeth (Macbeth at III, ii)
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On Tuesday last
A falcon, now tow'ring in her pride of place,
Was by a mousing owl hawked at and killed.
Topic: Falcons
Source: Macbeth (Ross at II, iv)
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My falcon now is sharp and passing empty,
And till she stoop she must not be full-gorged,
For then she never looks upon her lure.
Topic: Falcons
Source: The Taming of the Shrew (Petruchio at IV, i)
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When last the young Orlando parted from you,
He left a promise to return again
Within a hour; and pacing through the forest,
Chewing the food of sweet and bitter fancy,
Lo, what befell!
Topic: Fancy
Source: As You Like It (Oliver at IV, iii)
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Tell me where is fancy bred,
Or in the heart, or in the head?
How begot, how nourished?
Reply, reply.
It is engend'red in the eyes,
With gazing fed, and fancy dies
In the cradle where it lies.
Topic: Fancy
Source: The Merchant of Venice (Song at III, ii)
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So full of shapes is fancy
That it alone is high fantastical.
Topic: Fancy
Source: Twelfth Night, or, What You Will (Orsino, Duke of Illyria at I, i)
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Let fancy still in my sense in Lethe steep;
If it be thus to dream, still let me sleep!
Topic: Fancy
Source: Twelfth Night, or, What You Will (Sebastian at IV, i)
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Come, let's have one other gaudy night. Call to me. All my sad captains. Fill our bowls once more. Let's mock the midnight bell.
Topic: Farewells
Source: None
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The courtier's, soldier's, scholar's, eye, tongue, sword,
Th' expectancy and rose of the fair state,
The glass of fashion and the mould of form,
Th' observed of all observers, quite, quite down!
Topic: Fashion
Source: Hamlet Prince of Denmark (Ophelia at III, i)
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You, sir, I entertain for one of my hundred; only I do not like
the fashion of your garments.
Topic: Fashion
Source: King Lear (King Lear at III, vi)
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Death my lord,
Their clothes are after such a pagan cut to 't
That sure th' have worn out Christendom.
Topic: Fashion
Source: The Life of King Henry the Eighth (Chamberlain at I, iii)
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All this I see; and I see that the fashion wears out more apparel
than the man. But art not thou thyself giddy with the fashion
too, that thou hast shifted out of thy tale into telling me of
the fashion?
Topic: Fashion
Source: Much Ado About Nothing (Conrade at III, iii)
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I'll be at charges for a looking-glass
And entertain a score or two of tailors
To study fashions to adorn my body:
Since I am crept in favor with myself,
I will maintain it with some little cost.
Topic: Fashion
Source: The Tragedy of King Richard the Third (King Richard at I, ii)
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Custom will reconcile people to any atrocity; and fashion will
drive them to acquire any custom.
Topic: Fashion
Source: The Tragedy of King Richard the Third (King Richard at I, ii)
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I will chide no breather in the world but myself, against whom I
know most faults.
Topic: Faults
Source: As You Like It (Orlando at III, ii)
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They were all like one another as halfpence are, every one fault
seeming monstrous till his fellow-fault came to match it.
Topic: Faults
Source: As You Like It (Rosalind at III, ii)
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Chide him for faults, and do it reverently,
When you perceive his blood inclined to mirth,
But, being moody, give him time and scope,
Till that his passions, like a whale on ground,
Confound themselves with working.
Topic: Faults
Source: King Henry the Fourth, Part II (Clarence at IV, iv)
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There's language in her eye, her cheek, her lip;
Nay, her foot speaks.
Topic: Feet
Source: The History of Troilus and Cressida (Ulysses at IV, v)
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Here comes the lady. O, so light a foot
Will ne'er wear out the everlasting flint.
Topic: Feet
Source: Romeo and Juliet (Friar Laurence at II, vi)
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