THE TWO GENTLEMEN OF VERONA. Home-keeping youth have ever homely wits. Act i. Sc. I. I have no other but a woman's reason: I think him so, because I think him so. Act i. Sc. 2. O, how this spring of love resembleth Act i. Sc. 3. And I as rich in having such a jewel He makes sweet music with th' enamel'd stones, He overtaketh in his pilgrimage. Act ii. Sc. 7. That man that hath a tongue, I say, is no man, If with his tongue he cannot win a woman. Act iii. Sc. I. Except I be by Sylvia in the night, A man I am, cross'd with adversity. Act iii. Sc. I. Act iv. Sc. I. Is she not passing fair? Act iv. Sc. 4.1 How use doth breed a habit in a man! Act v. Sc. 4. 1 Act iv. Sc. 2, Dyce. THE MERRY WIVES OF WINDSOR. I will make a Star-chamber matter of it. All his successors, gone before done't; and all his ancestors, that him, may. Act i. Sc. I. him, have come after Act i. Sc. I. It is a familiar beast to man, and signifies love. Mine host of the Garter. Act i. Sc. I. Act i. Sc. I. I had rather than forty shillings I had my book of songs and sonnets here. Act i. Sc. I. If there be no great love in the beginning, yet heaven may decrease it upon better acquaintance, when we are married, and have more occasion to know one another: I hope upon familiarity will grow more contempt. Act i. Sc. I. Convey, the wise it call. Steal? foh! a fico for the phrase! Act i. Sc. 3. Tester I'll have in pouch, when thou shalt lack, Base Phrygian Turk! The humour of it. Act i. Sc. 3. Act i. Sc. 3. Here will be an old abusing of . . . . the king's English. We burn daylight. Act i. Sc. 4. Act ii. Sc. I. Merry Wives of Windsor continued.] Faith, thou hast some crotchets in thy head now. Why, then the world's mine oyster, Which I with sword will open. Act ii. Sc. I. Act ii. Sc. 2. This is the short and the long of it. Act ii. Sc. 2. Unless experience be a jewel. Act ii. Sc. 2. I cannot tell what the dickens his name is. Act iii. Sc. 2. What a taking was he in when your husband asked who was in the basket! Act iii. Sc. 3. O, what a world of vile ill-favour'd faults Looks handsome in three hundred pounds a They say, there is divinity in odd numbers, either in nativity, chance, or death. Act v. Sc. I. MEASURE FOR MEASURE. Thyself and thy belongings Are not thine own so proper, as to waste As if we had them not. Spirits are not finely touch'd, But to fine issues; nor Nature never lends Act i. Sc. I. He was ever precise in promise-keeping. Act i. Sc. 2. I hold you as a thing enskied, and sainted. Act i. Sc. 5.1 Our doubts are traitors, And make us lose the good we oft might win, By fearing to attempt. Act i. Sc. 5.1 The jury, passing on the prisoner's life, May in the sworn twelve have a thief or two Act ii. Sc. I. 1 Act i. Sc. 5, White, Singer, Knight. Act i. Sc. 4, Cambridge, Dyce, Staunton. Measure for Measure continued.] This will last out a night in Russia, When nights are longest there. Act ii. Sc. I. Condemn the fault, and not the actor of it! Act ii. Sc. 2. No ceremony Act ii. Sc. 2. Why, all the souls that were were forfeit once; O! it is excellent To have a giant's strength; but it is tyrannous To use it like a giant. Act ii. Sc. 2. But man, proud man, Drest in a little brief authority, Most ignorant of what he 's most assur'd,- Plays such fantastic tricks before high Heaven, Act ii. Sc. 2. That in the captain 's but a choleric word, Which in the soldier is flat blasphemy. |