To offer war where they should kneel for peace; When they are bound to serve, love, and obey. Act 5, Sc. 2. ALL'S WELL THAT ENDS WELL. Par. Your date is better in your pie and your porridge, than in your cheek.-Act 1, Sc. I. Clown. Though honesty be no puritan, yet it will do no hurt; it will wear the surplice of humility over the black gown of a big heart.-Act 1, Sc. 3. Hel. He that of greatest works is finisher, Oft does them by the weakest minister: King. From lowest place when virtuous things proceed, The place is dignified by the doer's deed.—Act 2, Sc. 3. Ist Lord. The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together: our virtues would be proud, if our faults whipped them not; and our crimes would despair, if they were not cherished by our virtues.-Act 4, Sc. 3. * See Psalm viii. 2: "Out of the mouth of babes and sucklings hast thou ordained strength;" and St. Matthew xi. 25: "I thank thee, O Father, Lord of heaven and earth, because thou hast hid these things from the ise and prudent, and hast revealed them unto babes." Hel. All's well that ends well.-Act 5, Sc. I King. Praising what is lost, Makes the remembrance dear.-Act 5, Sc. 3. King. Oft our displeasures, to ourselves unjust, Ber. All impediments in fancy's course Are motives of more fancy.-Act 5, Sc. 3. TWELFTH NIGHT; OR, WHAT YOU WILL. Duke. If music be the food of love, play on; Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting, O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound Stealing and giving odour! Enough; no more: O spirit of love! how quick and fresh art thou! Receiveth as the sea, nought enters there, But falls into abatement and low price, Even in a minute! so full of shapes is fancy, Sir T. I am sure care's an enemy to life.-Act 1, Sc. 3. Clo. Journeys end in lovers' meeting, Every wise man's son doth know.-Act 2, Sc. 3. Sir T. Dost thou think, because thou art virtuous, There shall be no more cakes and ale ?-Act 2, Sc. 3. Duke. Vio. More longing, wavering, sooner lost and worn, She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Mal. Some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon 'em.-Act 2, Sc. 5. Vio. I pity you. Oli. That's a degree to love.*-Act 3, Sc. I. Oli. Love sought is good, but given unsought, is better. Sebas. I can no other answer make but thanks, Act 3, Sc. I. And thanks, and ever thanks: and oft good turns Act 3, Sc. 3. * Thomas Southern, in "Orconoko," Act 2, Sc. 1, writes: Ant. In nature there's no blemish, but the mind; Act 3, Sc. 5. Sir A. Let him alone, I'll go another way to work with him: I'll have an action of battery against him, if there be any law in Illyria: though I struck him first, yet it's no matter for that.-Act 4, Sc. I. Clo. The whirligig of time brings in his revenges. Leon. THE WINTER'S TALE. Calumny will sear Act 5, Sc. I. Virtue itself.-Act 2, Sc. 1. Paul. The silence often of pure innocence Persuades, when speaking fails. —Act 2, Sc. 2. Paul. What's gone and what's past help Aut. A quart of ale is a dish for a king.—Act 4, Sc. 2. Aut. My traffic is sheets; when the kite builds, look to lesser linen. My father named me Autolycus; who being, as I am, littered under Mercury, was likewise a snapper-up of unconsidered trifles.-Act 4, Sc. 2. Aut. Jog on, jog on, the footpath way, And merrily hent the stile-a; A merry heart goes all the day, Your sad tires in a mile-a.-Act 4, Sc. 2. Per. Tell him plainly, The self-same sun that shines upon his court Hides not his visage from our cottage, but Cam. Prosperity's the very bond of love, Whose fresh complexion and whose head together Aut. Ha, ha! what a fool honesty is! and trust, his sworn brother, a very simple gentleman!-Act 4, Sc. 3. I Gent. The news, Rogero? 2 Gent. Nothing but bonfires.—Act 5, c. $2. Leon. What fine chisel Could ever yet cut breath ?-Act 5, Sc. 3. THE LIFE AND DEATH OF KING JOHN. Bas. And if his name be George, I'll call him Peter; Act 1, Sc. I. Aust. Courage mounteth with occasion.—Act 2, Sc. I. Bas. That smooth-fac'd gentleman, tickling Commodity, The world, who of itself is peised well, |