WIT, WISDOM, AND BEAUTIES

OF SHAKESPEARE.

THE TEMPEST.

GONZALO.

His complexion is perfect gallows. Act 1, Sc. 1, l. 31.

ARIEL.

Nothing of him that doth fade,

But doth suffer a sea change
Into something rich and strange.

MIRANDA.

Act 1, Sc. 2, 1. 400.

There's nothing ill can dwell in such a temple If the ill spirit have so fair a house,

Good things will strive to dwell with 't.

SEBASTIAN.

Act 1, Sc. 2, l. 458.

Look; he's winding up the watch of his wit; by and by it will strike.

GONZALO.

Act 2, Sc. 1, l. 12.

When every grief is entertain'd, that 's offer'd,

Comes to the entertainer.

Act 2, Sc. 1, l. 16.

TRINCULO.

ancient and fish-like smell; a kind not

of the newest.

Act 2, Sc. 2, l. 26.

TRINCULO.

Misery acquaints a man with strange bedfellows.

PROSPERO.

Act 2, Sc. 1, l. 40.

For thou shalt find she will outstrip all praise
And make it halt behind her.

Act 4, Sc. 1, l. 10.

PROSPERO.

The strongest oaths are straw to the fire 'i th'

blood.

JUNO.

Honour, riches, marriage blessing,
Long continuance, and increasing,
Hourly joys be still upon you!
Juno sings her blessings on you.

PROSPERO.

Act 4, Sc. 1, l. 52.

Act 4, Sc. 1, l. 106.

And, like the baseless fabric of this vision,
The cloud-capp'd towers, the gorgeous palaces,
The solemn temples, the great globe itself,
Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve,
And, like this insubstantial pageant faded,
Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff
As dreams are made on, and our little life
Is rounded with a sleep.

PROSPERO.

Act 4, Sc. 1, l. 151.

Though with their high wrongs I am struck to the quick,

Yet with my nobler reason, 'gainst my fury

:

Do I take part the rarer action is in virtue than in vengeance.

Act 5, Sc. 1, l. 25.

Thou art a votary to fond desire? Act 1, Sc. 1, l. 52.

LUCETTA.

I have no other but a woman's reason;

I think him so because I think him so.

O, how this spring of love resembleth
The uncertain glory of an April day,
Which now shows all the beauty of the sun,
And by and by a cloud takes all

SPEED.

away !

Act 1, Sc. 3, l. 84.

Though the chameleon Love can feed on the air, I am one that am nourish'd by my victuals and would fain have meat.

Act 2, Sc. 1, 7. 174.

PROTEUS.

What! gone without a word?

Ay, so true love should do: it cannot speak;
For truth hath better deeds than words to grace

it.

VALENTINE.

Act 2, Sc. 2, 7. 17.

Sir Thurio borrows his wit from your ladyship's looks, and spends what he borrows kindly in your company. Act 2, Sc. 4, 1. 37.

VALENTINE.

His years but young, but his experience old;
His head unmellow'd, but his judgment ripe;
And, in a word, for far behind his worth
Comes all the praises that I now bestow,
He is complete in feature, and in mind
With all good grace to grace a gentleman.

Why, man, she is mine own,

And I as rich in having such a jewel,

As twenty seas, if all their sand were pearl,
The water nectar, and the rock pure gold.

LAUNCE.

Act 2, Sc. 4, l. 166.

No, they are both as whole as a fish. Act 2, Sc. 5, l. 17.

Thou art a votary to fond desire? Act 1, Sc. 1, l. 52.

LUCETTA.

I have no other but a woman's reason;
I think him so because I think him so.

JULIA.

Act 1, Sc. 2, l. 21.

Since maids, in modesty, say "No" to that Which they would have the profferer construe

"Ay."

PROTEUS.

Act 1, Sc. 2, l. 53.

O, how this spring of love resembleth
The uncertain glory of an April day,
Which now shows all the beauty of the sun,
And by and by a cloud takes all away!

SPEED.

Act 1, Sc. 3, l. 84.

Though the chameleon Love can feed on the air, I am one that am nourish'd by my victuals and would fain have meat.

Act 2, Sc. 1, 7. 174.