TWELFTH NIGHT. If music be the food of love, play on; O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet south, I am sure care 's an enemy to life. Acti. Sc. I. Act i. Sc. 3. 'T is beauty truly blent, whose red and white Act i. Sc. 5. Journeys end in lovers' meeting Every wise man's son doth know. Act ii. Sc. 3. Act ii. Sc. 3. He does it with a better grace, but I do it more natural. Sir To. Dost thou think, because thou art virtuous, there shall be no more cakes and ale? Clo. Yes, by Saint Anne; and ginger shall be hot i' the mouth too. But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek: she pined in thought; And, with a green and yellow melancholy, Smiling at grief. Act ii. Sc. 4. I am all the daughters of my father's house, Act ii. Sc. 4. An you had any eye behind you, you might see more detraction at your heels than fortune before you. Act ii. Sc. 5. Some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon them. Act ii. Sc. 5. O, what a deal of scorn looks beautiful Act iii. Sc. I. TWELFTH NIGHT-continued.] Love sought is good, but given unsought is better. Act iii. Sc. I. Let there be gall enough in thy ink; though thou write with a goosepen, no matter. Why, this is very Midsummer madness. Still you keep o' the windy side of the law. Act iii. Sc. 2. Act iii. Sc. 4. Act iii. Sc. 4. An I thought he had been valiant, and so cunning in fence, I'd have seen him damned ere I'd have challenged him. Act iii. Sc. 4.1 Clo. What is the opinion of Pythagoras concerning wild-fowl? Mal. I think nobly of the soul, and no way approve his opinion. Thus the whirligig of Time brings in his revenges. Act iv. Sc. 2. Act v. Sc. I. KING JOHN-continued.] I would that I were low laid in my grave; I am not worth this coil that's made for me. Act ii. Sc. I. St. George, that swinged the dragon, and e'er since Act ii. Sc. I. Act iii. Sc. I. Thou wear a lion's hide! doff it for shame, When Fortune means to men most good, How now, Act iii. Sc. 4. Act iii. Sc. 4. Act iii. Sc. 4. Act iii. Sc. 4. Act iv. Sc. I. 1 Sc. 2, Singer, Staunton, Knight. Sc. 1, White, Dyce, Cambridge. 2 Act ii. Sc. 2, White. KING JOHN-continued.] I saw a smith stand with his hammer, thus, Act iv. Sc. 2. Act iv. Sc. 2. And we shall shock them. Nought shall make us rue, Act v. Sc. 7. KING RICHARD II. All places that the eye of heaven visits Are to a wise man ports and happy havens. Act i. Sc. 3. O, who can hold a fire in his hand This royal throne of kings, this sceptred isle, Act i. Sc. 3. Against the envy of less happier lands; This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England. KING RICHARD II.-continued.] Let's talk of graves, of worms, and epitaphs. Act iii. Sc. 2. Act iii. Sc. 2. The purple testament of bleeding war. Act iii. Sc. 3. Diana's foresters, gentlemen of the shade, minions of the moon. Act i. Sc. 2. Old father antic the law. Acti. Sc. 2. Thou hast damnable iteration. Acti. Sc. 2. And now am I, if a man should speak truly, little better than one of the wicked. Act i. Sc. 2. 'T is my vocation, Hal; 't is no sin for a man to labour in his vocation. Act i. Sc. 2. He will give the Devil his due. Act i. Sc. 2. There's neither honesty, manhood, nor good fellowship in thee. Act i. Sc. 2. |