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Let me take you a button-hole lower. -Love's Labour 's Lost. Act v. Sc. 2.
Author: William Shakespeare
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I have seen the day of wrong through the little hole of discretion. -Love's Labour 's Lost. Act v. Sc. 2.
Author: William Shakespeare
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A jest's prosperity lies in the ear Of him that hears it, never in the tongue Of him that makes it. -Love's Labour 's Lost. Act v. Sc. 2.
Author: William Shakespeare
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When daisies pied and violets blue, And lady-smocks all silver-white, And cuckoo-buds of yellow hue Do paint the meadows with delight, The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks married men. -Love's Labour 's Lost. Act v. Sc. 2.
Author: William Shakespeare
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The words of Mercury are harsh after the songs of Apollo. -Love's Labour 's Lost. Act v. Sc. 2.
Author: William Shakespeare
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But earthlier happy is the rose distill'd Than that which withering on the virgin thorn Grows, lives, and dies in single blessedness. -A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act i. Sc. 1.
Author: William Shakespeare
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For aught that I could ever read, Could ever hear by tale or history, The course of true love never did run smooth. -A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act i. Sc. 1.
Author: William Shakespeare
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O, hell! to choose love by another's eyes. -A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act i. Sc. 1.
Author: William Shakespeare
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Swift as a shadow, short as any dream; Brief as the lightning in the collied night, That in a spleen unfolds both heaven and earth, And ere a man hath power to say, “Behold!” The jaws of darkness do devour it up: So quick bright things come to confusion. -A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act i. Sc. 1.
Author: William Shakespeare
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Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind; And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind. -A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act i. Sc. 1.
Author: William Shakespeare
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Masters, spread yourselves. -A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act i. Sc. 2.
Author: William Shakespeare
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This is Ercles' vein. -A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act i. Sc. 2.
Author: William Shakespeare
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I 'll speak in a monstrous little voice. -A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act i. Sc. 2.
Author: William Shakespeare
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I am slow of study. -A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act i. Sc. 2.
Author: William Shakespeare
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That would hang us, every mother's son. -A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act i. Sc. 2.
Author: William Shakespeare
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I will roar you as gently as any sucking dove; I will roar you, an 't were any nightingale. -A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act i. Sc. 2.
Author: William Shakespeare
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A proper man, as one shall see in a summer's day. -A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act i. Sc. 2.
Author: William Shakespeare
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The human mortals. -A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act ii. Sc. 1.
Author: William Shakespeare
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And the imperial votaress passed on, In maiden meditation, fancy-free. Yet mark'd I where the bolt of Cupid fell: It fell upon a little western flower, Before milk-white, now purple with love's wound, And maidens call it love-in-idleness. -A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act ii. Sc. 1.
Author: William Shakespeare
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My heart Is true as steel. -A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act ii. Sc. 1.
Author: William Shakespeare
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A lion among ladies is a most dreadful thing. -A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act iii. Sc. 1.
Author: William Shakespeare
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Bless thee, Bottom! bless thee! thou art translated. -A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act iii. Sc. 1.
Author: William Shakespeare
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Lord, what fools these mortals be! -A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act iii. Sc. 2.
Author: William Shakespeare
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So we grew together, Like to a double cherry, seeming parted, But yet an union in partition. -A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act iii. Sc. 2.
Author: William Shakespeare
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Two lovely berries moulded on one stem. -A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act iii. Sc. 2.
Author: William Shakespeare
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I have an exposition of sleep come upon me. -A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act iv. Sc. 1.
Author: William Shakespeare
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I have had a dream, past the wit of man to say what dream it was. -A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act iv. Sc. 1.
Author: William Shakespeare
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The eye of man hath not heard, the ear of man hath not seen, man's hand is not able to taste, his tongue to conceive, nor his heart to report, what my dream was. -A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act iv. Sc. 1.
Author: William Shakespeare
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The lunatic, the lover, and the poet Are of imagination all compact: One sees more devils than vast hell can hold, That is, the madman: the lover, all as frantic, Sees Helen's beauty in a brow of Egypt: 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. Such tricks hath strong imagination, That if it would but apprehend some joy, It comprehends some bringer of that joy; Or in the night, imagining some fear, How easy is a bush supposed a bear! -A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act v. Sc. 1.
Author: William Shakespeare
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For never anything can be amiss, When simpleness and duty tender it. -A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act v. Sc. 1.
Author: William Shakespeare
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The true beginning of our end. -A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act v. Sc. 1.
Author: William Shakespeare
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The best in this kind are but shadows. -A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act v. Sc. 1.
Author: William Shakespeare
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A very gentle beast, and of a good conscience. -A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act v. Sc. 1.
Author: William Shakespeare
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This passion, and the death of a dear friend, would go near to make a man look sad. -A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act v. Sc. 1.
Author: William Shakespeare
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The iron tongue of midnight hath told twelve. -A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act v. Sc. 1.
Author: William Shakespeare
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My ventures are not in one bottom trusted, Nor to one place. -The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 1.
Author: William Shakespeare
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Now, by two-headed Janus, Nature hath framed strange fellows in her time. -The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 1.
Author: William Shakespeare
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Though Nestor swear the jest be laughable. -The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 1.
Author: William Shakespeare
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You have too much respect upon the world: They lose it that do buy it with much care. -The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 1.
Author: William Shakespeare
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I hold the world but as the world, Gratiano,— A stage, where every man must play a part; And mine a sad one. -The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 1.
Author: William Shakespeare
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Why should a man whose blood is warm within, Sit like his grandsire cut in alabaster? -The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 1.
Author: William Shakespeare
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There are a sort of men whose visages Do cream and mantle like a standing pond. -The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 1.
Author: William Shakespeare
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I am Sir Oracle, And when I ope my lips, let no dog bark! -The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 1.
Author: William Shakespeare
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I do know of these That therefore only are reputed wise For saying nothing. -The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 1.
Author: William Shakespeare
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Fish not, with this melancholy bait, For this fool gudgeon, this opinion. -The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 1.
Author: William Shakespeare
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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. -The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 1.
Author: William Shakespeare
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In my school-days, when I had lost one shaft, I shot his fellow of the selfsame flight The selfsame way, with more advised watch, To find the other forth; and by adventuring both, I oft found both. -The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 1.
Author: William Shakespeare
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They are as sick that surfeit with too much, as they that starve with nothing. -The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 2.
Author: William Shakespeare
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Superfluity comes sooner by white hairs, but competency lives longer. -The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 2.
Author: William Shakespeare
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If to do were as easy as to know what were good to do, chapels had been churches, and poor men's cottages princes' palaces. -The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 2.
Author: William Shakespeare
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