Could I come near your beauty with my nails; I'd set my ten commandments in your face.
The stroke of death is as a lover's pinch, which hurts and is desired.
Men's faults to themselves seldom appear.
'As by lot, God wot' and then you know, 'It came to pass, as most like it was.'
Honour, high honour, and renown,
To Hymen, god of every town!
That is my home of love; if I have ranged,
Like him that travels I return again,
Just to the time, not with the time exchanged,
So that myself bring water for my stain.
The stars, I see, will kiss the valleys first The odds for high and low's alike.
I would not be cured, youth.
Your tale, sir, would cure deafness.
As man and wife, being two, are one in love,
So be there 'twixt your kingdoms such a spousal
That never may ill office or fell jealousy,
Which troubles oft the bed of blessed marriage,
Thrust in between the paction of these kingdoms,
To make divorce of their incorporate league;
That English may as French, French Englishmen,
Receive each other.
Lawless are they that make their wills their law.
I have bought golden opinions from all sorts of people.
Bear her my true love's kiss; and so, farewell.
If to do were as easy as to know what were good to do, chapels had been churches, and poor men's cottage princes' palaces.
If music be the food of love, play on.
I will instruct my sorrows to be proud For grief is proud an't makes his owner stoop
Small cheer and great welcome makes a merry feast.
He that plays the king shall be welcome- his Majesty shall
have tribute of me; the adventurous knight shall use his foil and
target; the lover shall not sigh gratis; the humorous man shall
end his part in peace; the clown shall make those laugh whose
lungs are tickle o' th' sere; and the lady shall say her mind
freely, or the blank verse shall halt fort.
Be wise as thou art cruel; do not press
My tongue-tied patience with too much disdain,
Lest sorrow lend me words and words express
The manner of my pity-wanting pain.
Bid me discourse, I will enchant thine ear.
He that dies this year is quit for the next.
Youth is full of sport, age's breath is short youth is nimble, age is lame Youth is hot and bold, age is weak and cold Youth is wild, and age is tame.
Macduff was from his mother's womb Untimely ripped.
All happiness unto my lord the King!
O Fate, take not away thy heavy hand!
Bring me a constant woman to her husband,
One that ne'er dream'd a joy beyond his pleasure,
And to that woman, when she has done most,
Yet will I add an honour-a great patience.
Why he's the Jupiter of men.
And, that my love may appear plain and free,
All that was mine in Silvia I give thee.
JAQUES A fool, a fool I met a fool i' the forest, A motley fool a miserable world As I do live by food, I met a fool Who laid him down and bask'd him in the sun, And rail'd on Lady Fortune in good terms, In good set terms and yet a motley fool. 'Good.
In youth when I did love, did love,
Methought it was very sweet;
To contract- O- the time for- a- my behove,
O, methought there- a- was nothing- a- meet.
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