Fill till the wine o'erswell the cup
Who is it that can tell me who I am?
Wooing, wedding, and repenting is as a Scotch jig, a measure, and a cinque-pace: the first suit is hot and hasty like a Scotch jig--and full as fantastical; the wedding, mannerly modest, as a measure, full of state and ancientry; and then comes repentance and with his bad legs falls into the cinque-pace faster and faster, till he sink into his grave.
I hold the world but as the world, Gratiano!
For what says Quinapalus? Better a witty fool than a foolish wit.
Therefore another prologue must tell he is not a lion
I do not know the man I should avoid So soon as that spare Cassius. He reads much, He is a great observer, and he looks Quite through the deeds of men. He loves no plays As thou dost, Anthony; he heard no music; Seldom he smiles, and smiles in such a sort As if he mocked himself and scorned his spirit That could be moved to smile at anything. Such men as he be never at heart's ease Whiles they behold a greater than themselves, And therefore are they very dangerous.
For which of my bad parts didst thou first fall in love with me?
You are thought here to the most senseless and fit man for the job.
I will do anything ... ere I'll be married to a sponge.
I have unclasp'd to thee the book even of my secret soul.
I was born free as Caesar; so were you
I do love nothing in the world so well as you- is not that strange?
And what's he then that says I play the villain?
The sins of the father are to be laid upon the children.
I music be the food of love, play on
But it is a melancholy of mine own, compounded of many simples, extracted from many objects, and indeed the sundry contemplation of my travels, which, by often rumination, wraps me in the most humorous sadness.
You blocks, you stones, you worthless than senseless things.
I had rather hear my dog bark at a crow, than a man swear he loves me.
I never yet did hear, That the bruis'd heart was pierced through the ear
This making of Christians will raise the price of hogs.
Well, God give them wisdom that have it; and those that are fools, let them use their talents.
I pray you, do not fall in love with me, for I am falser than vows made in wine.
Cordelia! stay a little. Ha! What is't thou say'st? Her voice was ever soft.
I should think this a gull, but that the white-bearded fellow speaks it; knavery cannot, sure, hide himself in such reverence.
I would not put a thief in my mouth to steal my brains.
Tis no mean happiness to be seated in the mean.
I'll have no husband, if you be not he.
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