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She is as far high soaring o'er thy praises,
As thou unworthy to be called her servant.

AJAX.

Act 4, Sc. 4, l. 124.

Blow, villain, till thy sphered bias cheek
Outswell the colic of puff'd Aquilon.

ULYSSES.

Act 4, Sc. 5, l. 8.

There's language in her eye, her cheek, her lip,

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O Cressid! O false Cressid! false, false, false ! Let all untruths stand by thy stained name, And they'll seem glorious.

Act 5, Sc. 3, l. 176.

CORIOLANUS.

CORIOLANUS.

When two authorities are up,

Neither supreme, how soon confusion

May enter 'twixt the gap of both, and take

The one by the other.

Act 3, Sc. 1, l. 108.

CORIOLANUS.

I will not do it;

Lest I surcease to honour mine own truth,
And by my body's action teach my mind
A most inherent baseness.

Act 3, Sc. 2, l. 120.

MENENIUS.

He wants nothing of a god but eternity, and a heaven to throne in.

Act 5, Sc. 4, 1. 20.

TITUS ANDRONICUS.

DEMETRIUS.

Chiron, thy years want wit, thy wit want edge.

DEMETRIUS.

Act 2, Sc. 1, l. 26.

She is a woman, therefore may be woo'd;

She is a woman, therefore may be won.

TITUS.

Act 2, Sc. 1, l. 83.

What fool hath added water to the sea,

Or brought a faggot to bright burning Troy?

MARCUS.

Act 3, Sc. 1, l. 68.

O! that delightful engine of her thoughts,
That blabb'd them with such pleasing eloquence.

TITUS.

For now I stand as one upon a rock,
Environ'd with a wilderness of sea,

Act 3, Sc. 1, 1. 82.

Who marks the waxing tide grow wave by wave,
Expecting ever when some envious surge
Will in his brinish bowels swallow him.

AARON.

Now, what a thing it is to be an ass!

Act 3, Sc. 1, l. 93.

TAMORA.

Act 4, Sc. 2, 1. 25.

Is the sun dimm'd that gnats do fly in it?
The eagle suffers little birds to sing,
And is not careful what they mean thereby.

Act 4, Sc. 4, l. 82.

ROMEO AND JULIET.

ROMEO.

Love is a smoke rais'd with the fume of sighs; Being purg'd, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes; Being vex'd, a sea nourish'd with lovers' tears; What is it else? a madness most discreet,

A choking gall, and a preserving sweet.

CAPULET.

Act 1, Sc. 1, l. 183.

When well-apparell'd April on the heel

Of limping winter treads.

BENVOLIO.

Act 1, Sc. 2, 1. 27.

Compare her face with some that I shall show, And I will make thee think thy swan a crow.

Act 1, Sc. 2, l. 86.

ROMEO.

One fairer than my love! the all-seeing sun Ne'er saw her match, since first the world begun.

LADY CAPULET.

Act 1, Sc. 2, l. 89.

This precious book of love, this unbound lover, To beautify him, only lacks a cover.

MERCUTIO.

Act 1, Sc. 3, l. 86.

If love be rough with you, be rough with love.

MERCUTIO.

Act 1, Sc. 4, l. 27.

What curious eye doth quote deformities?

MERCUTIO.

Act 1, Sc. 4, l. 31.

O, then, I see, Queen Mab hath been with you.
She is the fairies' midwife, and she comes
In shape no bigger than an agate-stone
On the fore-finger of an alderman,
Drawn with a team of little atomies
Athwart men's noses as they lie asleep:
Her waggon-spokes, made of long spinners' legs;
The cover, of the wings of grasshoppers;
The traces, of the smallest spider's web;
The collars, of the moonshine's wat'ry beams;
Her whip, of cricket's bone, the lash, of film;
Her waggoner a small grey-coated gnat,
Not half so big as a round little worm
Prick'd from the lazy finger of a maid;
Her chariot is an empty hazel-nut,
Made by the joiner squirrel, or old grub,
Time out of mind the fairies' coachmakers.

And in this state she gallops night by night Through lovers' brains, and then they dream of

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O'er ladies' lips, who straight on kisses dream; Which oft the angry Mab with blisters plagues, Because their breaths with sweetmeats tainted

are.

Sometimes she gallops o'er a courtier's nose,
And then dreams he of smelling out a suit:
And sometimes comes she with a tithe-pig's tail,
Tickling a parson's nose as a' lies asleep,
Then dreams he of another benefice.
Sometimes she driveth o'er a soldier's neck,
And then dreams he of cutting foreign throats,
Of breaches, ambuscadoes, Spanish blades,
Of healths five fathom deep; and then anon
Drums in his ear, at which he starts and wakes;
And being thus frighted, swears a prayer or two,
And sleeps again.
Act 1, Sc. 4, l. 54.

MERCUTIO.

True, I talk of dreams,

Which are the children of an idle brain,

Begot of nothing but vain fantasy.

SECOND SERVANT.

Act 1, Sc. 4, l. 96.

When good manners shall lie all in one or two men's hands, and they unwashed too, 't is a foul thing.

Act 1, Sc. 5, l. 3.

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