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Twelfth Night - Continued.

Act iii. Sc. ii.

Let there be gall enough in thy ink; though thou write with a goose-pen, no matter.

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Act i. Sc. 1. Spirits are not finely touched But to fine issues.

Act i. Sc. 5.

Our doubts are traitors,
And make us lose the good we oft might win,
By fearing to attempt.

Act ii. Sc. 2.

O, it is excellent
To have a giant's strength ; but it is tyrannous
To use it like a giant.

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Act ii. Sc. 2.

But man, proud man!
Dress'd in a little brief authority,
Most ignorant of what he's most assured,
His glassy essence like an angry ape,
Plays such fantastic tricks before high Heaven,
As make the angels weep.

Act iii. Sc. 1.
The miserable have no other medicine,
But only hope.

Measure for Measure - Continued.

Act iii. Sc. 1.
The sense of death is most in apprehension ;
And the poor beetle that we tread upon
In corporal sufferance finds a pang as great
As when a giant dies.

Act iii. Sc. 1.
Ay, but to die, and go we know not where;
To lie in cold obstruction, and to rot.

Act iv. Sc. 1.
Take, O take those lips away,

That so sweetly were foresworn;
And those eyes, the break of day,

Lights that do mislead the morn;
But my kisses bring again,

Seals of love, but sealed in vain.*

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Act v. Sc. 1.

My business in this state Made me a looker-on here in Vienna.

* This song is found in “ The Bloody Brother, or Rollo, Duke of Normandy,” by Beaumont and Fletcher, Act 5, Sc. 2, with the following additional stanza:

“ Hide, 0 hide those hills of snow,

Which thy frozen bosom bears,
On whose tops the pinks that grow

Are of those that April wears ;
But first set my poor heart free,

Bound in those icy chains for thee." There has been much controversy about the authorship, but the more probable opinion seems to be that the second stanza was added by Fletcher.

MUCH ADO ABOUT NOTHING.

Act i. Sc. 1.
He hath indeed better bettered expectation.

Act i. Sc. 1. A very valiant trencherman.

Act i. Sc. 1.

A skirmish of wit between them.

Act ii. Sc. 1.
Friendship is constant in all other things,
Save in the office and affairs of love.
Therefore, all hearts in love use their own tongues ;
Let every eye negotiate for itself,
And trust no agent.

Act ii. Sc. 1. Silence is the perfectest herald of joy; I were but little happy, if I could say how much.

Act ii. Sc. 3. Sits the wind in that corner ?

Act ii. Sc. 3. When I said I would die a bachelor, I did not think I should live till I were married.

Act iii. Sc. 1.
Some, Cupid kills with arrows, some with traps.

Much Ado about Nothing - Continued.

Act iii. Sc. 2.

Every one can master a grief, but he that has it.

Act iii. Sc. 3. Are you good men and true ?

Act iii. Sc. 3. To be a well-favored man is the gift of fortune; but. to write and read comes by nature.

Act iii. Sc. 3.
Is most tolerable, and not to be endured.

Act iii. Sc. 5. Comparisons are odorous.

Act iv. Sc. 2.
O that he were here to write me down — an ass !

Act iv. Sc. 2. A fellow that hath had losses.

Act v. Sc. 1.
For there was never yet philosopher
That could endure the toothache patiently.

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MIDSUMMER NIGHT'S DREAM.

Act i. Sc. 1. But earthlier happy is the rose distilled Than that which, withering on the virgin thorn, Grows, lives, and dies in single blessedness.

Act i. Sc. 1.
Ah me! for aught that ever I could read,
Could ever hear by tale or history,
The course of true love never did run smooth.

Act i. Sc. 1. Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind; And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.

Act i. Sc. 2. A proper man as one shall see in a summer's day.

Act ii. Sc. 2. In maiden meditation, fancy free.

Act ii. Sc. 2. /
I'll put a girdle round about the earth
In forty minutes.

Act ii. Sc. 2.
I know a bank whereon the wild thyme blows,
Where ox-lips and the nodding violet grows.

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Act iii. Sc. 2.

So we grew together, Like to a double cherry, seeming parted.

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