A most unhappy gentleman Two Gentlemen of Verona (V, iv)
Out, damned spot, out, I say! Macbeth (V, i)
Will all great Neptune's ocean wash this blood
Clean away from my hand? No, this my hand will rather
The multitudinuous seas incarnadine,
Making the green one red.
Macbeth (II, ii)
Chapter 8 Nay, but to live
In the rank sweat of an enseamed bed,
Stew'd in corruption, honeying and making love
Over the nasty sty…
Hamlet (III, iv)
I should have fatted all the region kites
With this slave's offal. Bloody, bawdy villain!
Remorseless, treacherous, lecherous, kindless villain!
O, vengeance!
Hamlet (II, ii)
When he is drunk asleep, or in his rage,
Or in the incestuous pleasure of his bed…
Hamlet (III, iii)
To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day
To the last syllable of recorded time,
Macbeth (V, v)
O, wonder!
How many goodly creatures are there here!
How beauteous mankind is! O brave new world,
That has such people in't!
The Tempest (V, i)
Chapter 9 Her eyes, her hair, her cheek, her gait, her voice,
Handlest in thy discourse, O, that her hand,
In whose comparison all whites are ink,
Writing their own reproach, to whose soft seizure
The cygnet's down is harsh…
Troilus and Cressida (I, i)
On the white wonder of dear Juliet's hand may seize
And steal immortal blessing from her lips,
Who even in pure and vestal modesty,
Still blush, as thinking their own kisses sin.
Romeo and Juliet (III, iii)
If I profane with my unworthiest hand
This holy schrine, the gentler sin is this:
My lips, two pilgrims, ready stand
To smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss.
Romeo and Juliet (I, v)
Chapter 11 Eternity was in our lips and eyes.
Antony and Cleopatra (I, iii)
John claims that Ariel from The Tempest can put a girdle round the earth in forty minutes but this is actually a line spoken by Puck in A Midsummer Night's Dream (II, i)
Chapter 12 O, she doth teach the torches to burn bright!
It seems she hangs upon the cheek of night
Like a rich jewel in an Ethiope's ear;
Beauty too rich for use, for earth too dear
Romeo and Juliet (I, v)
Let the bird of loudest laydown besidest me,
On the sole Arabian tree,
Herald sad and trumpet be,
The Phoenix and the Turtle
Property was thus appalled,
That the self was not the same;
Single nature's double name
Neither two nor one was called.
Reason, in itself confounded,
Saw division grow together,
The Phoenix and the Turtle
Is there no pity sitting in the clouds,
That sees into the bottom of my grief?
O, sweet my mother, cast me not away!
Delay this marriage for a month, a week;
Or, if you do not, make the bridal bed
In that dim monument where Tybalt lies.
Romeo and Juliet (III, v)
Chapter 13 Admired Miranda!
Indeed the top of admiration! worth
What's dearest to the world! Full many a lady
I have eyed with best regard and many a time
The harmony of their tongues hath into bondage
Brought my too diligent ear: for several virtues
Have I liked several women; never any
With so fun soul, but some defect in her
Did quarrel with the noblest grace she owed
And put it to the foil: but you, O you,
So perfect and so peerless, are created
Of every creature's best!
The Tempest (III, i)
There be some sports are painful, and their labour
Delight in them sets off: some kinds of baseness
Are nobly undergone and most poor matters
Point to rich ends.
The Tempest (III, i)
Outliving beauty's outward, with a mind
That doth renew swifter than blood decays!
Troilus and Cressida (III, ii)
If thou dost break her virgin-knot before
All sanctimonious ceremonies may
With full and holy rite be minister'd,
No sweet aspersion shall the heavens let fall
The Tempest (IV, i)
With such love as 'tis now, the murkiest den,
The most opportune place, the strong'st suggestion.
Our worser genius can, shall never melt
Mine honour into lust, to take away
The edge of that day's celebration
The Tempest (IV, i)
O that this too too solid flesh would melt,
Thaw and resolve itself into a dew
Hamlet (I, ii, 129f.)
Make soft thy trenchant sword; for those milk-paps,
That through the window-bars bore at men's eyes,
Are not within the leaf of pity writ,
Timon of Athens (IV, iii)
Look thou be true; do not give dalliance
Too much the rein: the strongest oaths are straw
To the fire i' the blood: be more abstemious,
Or else, good night your vow!
The Tempest (IV, i)
Impudent strumpet!
Othello (IV, ii)
The wren goes to 't, and the small gilded fly
Does lecher in my sight...
The fitchew, nor the soiled horse, goes to 't
With a more riotous appetite.
Down from the waist they are Centaurs,
Though women all above:
But to the girdle do the gods inherit,
Beneath is all the fiends';
There's hell, there's darkness, there's the
sulphurous pit,
Burning, scalding, stench, consumption; fie,
fie, fie! pah, pah! Give me an ounce of civet,
good apothecary, to sweeten my imagination:
King Lear (IV, vi)
O, ay; as summer flies are in the shambles,
That quicken even with blowing. O thou weed,
Who art so lovely fair and smell'st so sweet
That the sense aches at thee, would thou hadst
ne'er been born!
Othello (IV, ii)
Was this fair paper, this most goodly book,
Made to write 'whore' upon? What committed!...
Heaven stops the nose at it and the moon winks,
Othello (IV, ii)
How the devil Luxury, with his fat rump and
potato-finger, tickles these together! Fry, lechery, fry!
Troilus and Cressida (V, ii)
If I do not usurp myself, I am.
Twelfth Night (I, v)
Chapter 15 O, wonder!
How many goodly creatures are there here!
How beauteous mankind is! O brave new world,
That has such people in't!
The Tempest (V, i)
Lend me your ears
Julius Caesar (III, ii)
At first the infant,
Mewling and puking in the nurse's arm.
As You Like It (II, vii)
Chapter 16 Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments
Will hum about mine ears, and sometime voices
The Tempest (III, ii)
Goats and monkeys!
Othello (IV, i)
And then is heard no more: it is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
Macbeth (V, v)
Chapter 17 I Pandulph, of fair Milan cardinal
King John (III, i)
The gods are just, and of our pleasant vices
Make instruments to plague us:
The dark and vicious place where thee he got
Cost him his eyes.
Thou hast spoken right, 'tis true;
The wheel is come full circle: I am here.
King Lear (V, iii)
But value dwells not in particular will;
It holds his estimate and dignity
As well wherein 'tis precious of itself
As in the prizer:
Troilus and Cressida (II, ii)
If after every tempest come such calms,
May the winds blow till they have waken'd death
Othello (II, i)
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
and by opposing end them?
Hamlet (III, i)
Exposing what is mortal and unsure
To all that fortune, death and danger dare,
Even for an eggshell.
Hamlet (IV, iv)
Chapter 18 Eternity was in our lips and eyes
Antony and Cleopatra (I, iii)
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death.
Macbeth (V, v)
For if the sun breed maggots in a dead dog, being a
god(good) kissing carrion,
Hamlet (II,ii)
As flies to wanton boys, are we to the gods.
They kill us for their sport.
King Lear (IV, i)
To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub;
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come
Hamlet (III, i)
Fry,lechery,fry!
Troilus and Cressida (V, ii)
By works Antony and Cleopatra Eternity was in our lips and eyes
Chapter 11 & 18, Antony and Cleopatra (I, iii)
Hamlet Nay, but to live
In the rank sweat of an enseamed bed,
Stew'd in corruption, honeying and making love
Over the nasty sty…
Chapter 8, Page 131 Hamlet (III, iv)
When he is drunk asleep, or in his rage,
Or in the incestuous pleasure of his bed…
Chapter 8, Page 133 Hamlet (III, iii)
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
and by opposing end them?
Chapter 17, Page 238 Hamlet (III, i)
...too, too solid [certainty].
Chapter 13, Page 169 "Hamlet" (I, ii)
Exposing what is mortal and unsure
To all that fortune, death and danger dare,
Even for an eggshell…
Chapter 17, Page 239 Hamlet (IV, iv)
To sleep: perchance to dream
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come?
Chapter 18, Page 254 Hamlet (III, i)
A good kissing carrion
Chapter 18, page 254 Hamlet (II,ii)
King John I Pandulph, of fair Milan cardinale
Chapter 17, pg 237 King John (III, i)
King Lear The wren goes to 't, and the small gilded fly
Does lecher in my sight.
Chapter 13, Page 195 King Lear (IV, vi)
The fitchew, nor the soiled horse, goes to't
With a more riotous appetite.
Down from the waist they are Centaurs,
Though women all above: But to the girdle do the gods inherit,
Beneath is all the fiends';
There's hell, there's darkness, there's the sulphurous pit,
Burning, scalding, stench, consumption; fie,
fie, fie! pah, pah!
Give me an ounce of civet,
good apothecary, to sweeten my imagination:
Chapter 13, Page 195 King Lear (IV, vi)
The gods are just, and of our pleasant vices
Make instruments to plague us:
The dark and vicious place where thee he got
Cost him his eyes.
Thou hast spoken right, 'tis true;
The wheel is come full circle: I am here.
Chapter 17, Page 235 King Lear (V, iii)
As flies to wanton boys, are we to the gods.
They kill us for their sport.
Chapter 18, Page 254 King Lear (IV, i)
Macbeth The multitudinous seas in incarnadine,
Chapter 7, Page 117 Macbeth (II, ii)
To-morrow and to-morrow and to-morrow...
Chapter 8, Page 138 Macbeth (V, v)
...And all our yesterdays have lighted fools the way to dusty death...
Chapter 18, Page 261 Macbeth (V, v)
...told by an idiot
Chapter 16, Page 227 Macbeth (V, v)
A Midsummer Night's Dream John claims that Ariel from The Tempest can put a girdle round the earth in forty minutes but this is actually a line spoken by Puck in A Midsummer Night's Dream (II, ii)
Othello Goats and monkeys!
Othello (IV, i)
O thou weed,
Who art so lovely fair and smell'st so sweet
That the sense aches at thee
Chapter 13, pg 200 Othello (IV, ii)
Was this fair paper, this most goodly book,
Made to write 'whore' upon?
Chapter 13, pg 200 Othello (IV, ii)
If after every tempest come such calms,
May the winds blow till they have waken'd death
Chapter 17, pg 238 Othello (II, i)
Impudent strumpet!
Chapter 13, pg 194 Othello (IV, ii)
The Phoenix and the Turtle Let the bird of loudest lay,
On the sole Arabian tree,
Herald sad and trumpet be,
Chapter 12, pg 186 The Phoenix and the Turtle
Property was thus appalled,
That the self was not the same;
Single nature's double name
Neither two nor one was called.
Reason, in itself confounded,
Saw division grow together,
Chapter 12, pg 186 The Phoenix and the Turtle
Romeo and Juliet On the white wonder of dear Juliet's hand may seizep
And steal immortal blessing from her lips,
Who even in pure and vestal modesty,
Still blush, as thinking their own kisses sin.
pg 146 Romeo and Juliet (III, iii)
O, she doth teach the torches to burn bright!
It seems she hangs upon the cheek of night
Like a rich jewel in an Ethiope's ear;
Beauty too rich for use, for earth too dear...
pg 181 Romeo and Juliet (I, v)
Is there no pity sitting in the clouds,
That sees into the bottom of my grief?
O, sweet my mother, cast me not away!
Delay this marriage for a month, a week;
Or, if you do not, make the bridal bed
In that dim monument where Tybalt lies.
Chapter 12, pg 184 Romeo and Juliet (III, v)
The Tempest There be some sports are painful...
...their labor delight in them sets off...
...some kinds of baseness are nobly undergone.
Chapter 12, pg 190 The Tempest (III, i)
If thou dost break her virgin-knot
All sanctimonious ceremonies may
With full and holy rite…
Chapter 12, pg 191 The Tempest (IV, i)
How many goodly creatures are there here!
How beauteous mankind is!
O brave new world,
That has such people in it!
Chapters 8 & 15 The Tempest (V, i)
Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments
Will hum about mine ears, and sometime voices
Chapter 16, pg 224 The Tempest (III, ii)
Admired Miranda!
Indeed the top of admiration! worth
What's dearest to the world! (...) O you, so perfect and so peerless are created of every creature's best. ==
Chapter 13 pg 190 The Tempest (III, i)
...the strongest oaths are straw
To the fire i' the blood: be more abstemious
Or else...
Chapter 13 The Tempest (IV, i)
Timon of Athens Make soft thy trenchant sword;
for those milk-paps,
That through the window-bars bore at men's eyes
Chapter 13, pg 194 Timon of Athens (IV, iii)
Troilus and Cressida Her eyes, her hair, her cheek, her gait, her voice,
Handlest in thy discourse, O, that her hand,
In whose comparison all whites are ink,
Writing their own reproach, to whose soft seizure
The cygnet's down is harsh…
Chapter 9, pg 146 Troilus and Cressida (I, i)
Outliving beauty's outward, with a mind
That doth renew swifter than blood decays!
Chapter 13, pg 195 Troilus and Cressida (III, ii)
But value dwells not in particular will;
It holds his estimate and dignity
As well wherein 'tis precious of itself
As in the prizer:
Chapter 17, pg 242 Troilus and Cressida (II, ii)
Julius Caesar Lend me your ears
Chapter 15 Julius Caesar (III, ii)
Out, damned spot, out, I say! Macbeth (V, i)
Will all great Neptune's ocean wash this blood
Clean away from my hand? No, this my hand will rather
The multitudinuous seas incarnadine,
Making the green one red.
Macbeth (II, ii)
Chapter 8 Nay, but to live
In the rank sweat of an enseamed bed,
Stew'd in corruption, honeying and making love
Over the nasty sty…
Hamlet (III, iv)
I should have fatted all the region kites
With this slave's offal. Bloody, bawdy villain!
Remorseless, treacherous, lecherous, kindless villain!
O, vengeance!
Hamlet (II, ii)
When he is drunk asleep, or in his rage,
Or in the incestuous pleasure of his bed…
Hamlet (III, iii)
To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day
To the last syllable of recorded time,
Macbeth (V, v)
O, wonder!
How many goodly creatures are there here!
How beauteous mankind is! O brave new world,
That has such people in't!
The Tempest (V, i)
Chapter 9 Her eyes, her hair, her cheek, her gait, her voice,
Handlest in thy discourse, O, that her hand,
In whose comparison all whites are ink,
Writing their own reproach, to whose soft seizure
The cygnet's down is harsh…
Troilus and Cressida (I, i)
On the white wonder of dear Juliet's hand may seize
And steal immortal blessing from her lips,
Who even in pure and vestal modesty,
Still blush, as thinking their own kisses sin.
Romeo and Juliet (III, iii)
If I profane with my unworthiest hand
This holy schrine, the gentler sin is this:
My lips, two pilgrims, ready stand
To smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss.
Romeo and Juliet (I, v)
Chapter 11 Eternity was in our lips and eyes.
Antony and Cleopatra (I, iii)
John claims that Ariel from The Tempest can put a girdle round the earth in forty minutes but this is actually a line spoken by Puck in A Midsummer Night's Dream (II, i)
Chapter 12 O, she doth teach the torches to burn bright!
It seems she hangs upon the cheek of night
Like a rich jewel in an Ethiope's ear;
Beauty too rich for use, for earth too dear
Romeo and Juliet (I, v)
Let the bird of loudest laydown besidest me,
On the sole Arabian tree,
Herald sad and trumpet be,
The Phoenix and the Turtle
Property was thus appalled,
That the self was not the same;
Single nature's double name
Neither two nor one was called.
Reason, in itself confounded,
Saw division grow together,
The Phoenix and the Turtle
Is there no pity sitting in the clouds,
That sees into the bottom of my grief?
O, sweet my mother, cast me not away!
Delay this marriage for a month, a week;
Or, if you do not, make the bridal bed
In that dim monument where Tybalt lies.
Romeo and Juliet (III, v)
Chapter 13 Admired Miranda!
Indeed the top of admiration! worth
What's dearest to the world! Full many a lady
I have eyed with best regard and many a time
The harmony of their tongues hath into bondage
Brought my too diligent ear: for several virtues
Have I liked several women; never any
With so fun soul, but some defect in her
Did quarrel with the noblest grace she owed
And put it to the foil: but you, O you,
So perfect and so peerless, are created
Of every creature's best!
The Tempest (III, i)
There be some sports are painful, and their labour
Delight in them sets off: some kinds of baseness
Are nobly undergone and most poor matters
Point to rich ends.
The Tempest (III, i)
Outliving beauty's outward, with a mind
That doth renew swifter than blood decays!
Troilus and Cressida (III, ii)
If thou dost break her virgin-knot before
All sanctimonious ceremonies may
With full and holy rite be minister'd,
No sweet aspersion shall the heavens let fall
The Tempest (IV, i)
With such love as 'tis now, the murkiest den,
The most opportune place, the strong'st suggestion.
Our worser genius can, shall never melt
Mine honour into lust, to take away
The edge of that day's celebration
The Tempest (IV, i)
O that this too too solid flesh would melt,
Thaw and resolve itself into a dew
Hamlet (I, ii, 129f.)
Make soft thy trenchant sword; for those milk-paps,
That through the window-bars bore at men's eyes,
Are not within the leaf of pity writ,
Timon of Athens (IV, iii)
Look thou be true; do not give dalliance
Too much the rein: the strongest oaths are straw
To the fire i' the blood: be more abstemious,
Or else, good night your vow!
The Tempest (IV, i)
Impudent strumpet!
Othello (IV, ii)
The wren goes to 't, and the small gilded fly
Does lecher in my sight...
The fitchew, nor the soiled horse, goes to 't
With a more riotous appetite.
Down from the waist they are Centaurs,
Though women all above:
But to the girdle do the gods inherit,
Beneath is all the fiends';
There's hell, there's darkness, there's the
sulphurous pit,
Burning, scalding, stench, consumption; fie,
fie, fie! pah, pah! Give me an ounce of civet,
good apothecary, to sweeten my imagination:
King Lear (IV, vi)
O, ay; as summer flies are in the shambles,
That quicken even with blowing. O thou weed,
Who art so lovely fair and smell'st so sweet
That the sense aches at thee, would thou hadst
ne'er been born!
Othello (IV, ii)
Was this fair paper, this most goodly book,
Made to write 'whore' upon? What committed!...
Heaven stops the nose at it and the moon winks,
Othello (IV, ii)
How the devil Luxury, with his fat rump and
potato-finger, tickles these together! Fry, lechery, fry!
Troilus and Cressida (V, ii)
If I do not usurp myself, I am.
Twelfth Night (I, v)
Chapter 15 O, wonder!
How many goodly creatures are there here!
How beauteous mankind is! O brave new world,
That has such people in't!
The Tempest (V, i)
Lend me your ears
Julius Caesar (III, ii)
At first the infant,
Mewling and puking in the nurse's arm.
As You Like It (II, vii)
Chapter 16 Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments
Will hum about mine ears, and sometime voices
The Tempest (III, ii)
Goats and monkeys!
Othello (IV, i)
And then is heard no more: it is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
Macbeth (V, v)
Chapter 17 I Pandulph, of fair Milan cardinal
King John (III, i)
The gods are just, and of our pleasant vices
Make instruments to plague us:
The dark and vicious place where thee he got
Cost him his eyes.
Thou hast spoken right, 'tis true;
The wheel is come full circle: I am here.
King Lear (V, iii)
But value dwells not in particular will;
It holds his estimate and dignity
As well wherein 'tis precious of itself
As in the prizer:
Troilus and Cressida (II, ii)
If after every tempest come such calms,
May the winds blow till they have waken'd death
Othello (II, i)
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
and by opposing end them?
Hamlet (III, i)
Exposing what is mortal and unsure
To all that fortune, death and danger dare,
Even for an eggshell.
Hamlet (IV, iv)
Chapter 18 Eternity was in our lips and eyes
Antony and Cleopatra (I, iii)
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death.
Macbeth (V, v)
For if the sun breed maggots in a dead dog, being a
god(good) kissing carrion,
Hamlet (II,ii)
As flies to wanton boys, are we to the gods.
They kill us for their sport.
King Lear (IV, i)
To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub;
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come
Hamlet (III, i)
Fry,lechery,fry!
Troilus and Cressida (V, ii)
By works Antony and Cleopatra Eternity was in our lips and eyes
Chapter 11 & 18, Antony and Cleopatra (I, iii)
Hamlet Nay, but to live
In the rank sweat of an enseamed bed,
Stew'd in corruption, honeying and making love
Over the nasty sty…
Chapter 8, Page 131 Hamlet (III, iv)
When he is drunk asleep, or in his rage,
Or in the incestuous pleasure of his bed…
Chapter 8, Page 133 Hamlet (III, iii)
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
and by opposing end them?
Chapter 17, Page 238 Hamlet (III, i)
...too, too solid [certainty].
Chapter 13, Page 169 "Hamlet" (I, ii)
Exposing what is mortal and unsure
To all that fortune, death and danger dare,
Even for an eggshell…
Chapter 17, Page 239 Hamlet (IV, iv)
To sleep: perchance to dream
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come?
Chapter 18, Page 254 Hamlet (III, i)
A good kissing carrion
Chapter 18, page 254 Hamlet (II,ii)
King John I Pandulph, of fair Milan cardinale
Chapter 17, pg 237 King John (III, i)
King Lear The wren goes to 't, and the small gilded fly
Does lecher in my sight.
Chapter 13, Page 195 King Lear (IV, vi)
The fitchew, nor the soiled horse, goes to't
With a more riotous appetite.
Down from the waist they are Centaurs,
Though women all above: But to the girdle do the gods inherit,
Beneath is all the fiends';
There's hell, there's darkness, there's the sulphurous pit,
Burning, scalding, stench, consumption; fie,
fie, fie! pah, pah!
Give me an ounce of civet,
good apothecary, to sweeten my imagination:
Chapter 13, Page 195 King Lear (IV, vi)
The gods are just, and of our pleasant vices
Make instruments to plague us:
The dark and vicious place where thee he got
Cost him his eyes.
Thou hast spoken right, 'tis true;
The wheel is come full circle: I am here.
Chapter 17, Page 235 King Lear (V, iii)
As flies to wanton boys, are we to the gods.
They kill us for their sport.
Chapter 18, Page 254 King Lear (IV, i)
Macbeth The multitudinous seas in incarnadine,
Chapter 7, Page 117 Macbeth (II, ii)
To-morrow and to-morrow and to-morrow...
Chapter 8, Page 138 Macbeth (V, v)
...And all our yesterdays have lighted fools the way to dusty death...
Chapter 18, Page 261 Macbeth (V, v)
...told by an idiot
Chapter 16, Page 227 Macbeth (V, v)
A Midsummer Night's Dream John claims that Ariel from The Tempest can put a girdle round the earth in forty minutes but this is actually a line spoken by Puck in A Midsummer Night's Dream (II, ii)
Othello Goats and monkeys!
Othello (IV, i)
O thou weed,
Who art so lovely fair and smell'st so sweet
That the sense aches at thee
Chapter 13, pg 200 Othello (IV, ii)
Was this fair paper, this most goodly book,
Made to write 'whore' upon?
Chapter 13, pg 200 Othello (IV, ii)
If after every tempest come such calms,
May the winds blow till they have waken'd death
Chapter 17, pg 238 Othello (II, i)
Impudent strumpet!
Chapter 13, pg 194 Othello (IV, ii)
The Phoenix and the Turtle Let the bird of loudest lay,
On the sole Arabian tree,
Herald sad and trumpet be,
Chapter 12, pg 186 The Phoenix and the Turtle
Property was thus appalled,
That the self was not the same;
Single nature's double name
Neither two nor one was called.
Reason, in itself confounded,
Saw division grow together,
Chapter 12, pg 186 The Phoenix and the Turtle
Romeo and Juliet On the white wonder of dear Juliet's hand may seizep
And steal immortal blessing from her lips,
Who even in pure and vestal modesty,
Still blush, as thinking their own kisses sin.
pg 146 Romeo and Juliet (III, iii)
O, she doth teach the torches to burn bright!
It seems she hangs upon the cheek of night
Like a rich jewel in an Ethiope's ear;
Beauty too rich for use, for earth too dear...
pg 181 Romeo and Juliet (I, v)
Is there no pity sitting in the clouds,
That sees into the bottom of my grief?
O, sweet my mother, cast me not away!
Delay this marriage for a month, a week;
Or, if you do not, make the bridal bed
In that dim monument where Tybalt lies.
Chapter 12, pg 184 Romeo and Juliet (III, v)
The Tempest There be some sports are painful...
...their labor delight in them sets off...
...some kinds of baseness are nobly undergone.
Chapter 12, pg 190 The Tempest (III, i)
If thou dost break her virgin-knot
All sanctimonious ceremonies may
With full and holy rite…
Chapter 12, pg 191 The Tempest (IV, i)
How many goodly creatures are there here!
How beauteous mankind is!
O brave new world,
That has such people in it!
Chapters 8 & 15 The Tempest (V, i)
Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments
Will hum about mine ears, and sometime voices
Chapter 16, pg 224 The Tempest (III, ii)
Admired Miranda!
Indeed the top of admiration! worth
What's dearest to the world! (...) O you, so perfect and so peerless are created of every creature's best. ==
Chapter 13 pg 190 The Tempest (III, i)
...the strongest oaths are straw
To the fire i' the blood: be more abstemious
Or else...
Chapter 13 The Tempest (IV, i)
Timon of Athens Make soft thy trenchant sword;
for those milk-paps,
That through the window-bars bore at men's eyes
Chapter 13, pg 194 Timon of Athens (IV, iii)
Troilus and Cressida Her eyes, her hair, her cheek, her gait, her voice,
Handlest in thy discourse, O, that her hand,
In whose comparison all whites are ink,
Writing their own reproach, to whose soft seizure
The cygnet's down is harsh…
Chapter 9, pg 146 Troilus and Cressida (I, i)
Outliving beauty's outward, with a mind
That doth renew swifter than blood decays!
Chapter 13, pg 195 Troilus and Cressida (III, ii)
But value dwells not in particular will;
It holds his estimate and dignity
As well wherein 'tis precious of itself
As in the prizer:
Chapter 17, pg 242 Troilus and Cressida (II, ii)
Julius Caesar Lend me your ears
Chapter 15 Julius Caesar (III, ii)