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S. Dro. O for my beads! I cross me for a sinner. This is the fairy land. O spite of spites! We talk with goblins, owls, and sprites; If we obey them not, this will ensue: They’ll suck our breath, or pinch us black and blue.
Who would be jealous then of such a one? No evil lost is wail’d when it is gone.
Pet. And you, good sir! Pray have you not a daughter Call’d Katherina, fair and virtuous? Bap. I have a daughter, sir, call’d Katherina.
O, how this spring of love resembleth The uncertain glory of an April day, Which now shows all the beauty of the sun, And by and by a cloud takes all away.
Val. I have lov’d her ever since I saw her, and still I see her beautiful. Speed. If you love her, you cannot see her. Val. Why? Speed. Because Love is blind.
Speed. O jest unseen, inscrutable; invisible, As a nose on a man’s face, or a weathercock on a steeple! My master sues to her; and she hath taught her suitor, He being her pupil, to become her tutor. O excellent device, was there ever heard a better, That my master being scribe, to himself should write the letter?
truth hath better deeds than words to grace it.
Thou wouldst as soon go kindle fire with snow As seek to quench the fire of love with words.
Alas, poor Proteus, thou hast entertain’d A fox to be the shepherd of thy lambs.
And she shall thank you for’t, if e’er you know her.
She will not fail, for lovers break not hours, Unless it be to come before their time,
These be the stops that hinder study quite, And train our intellects to vain delight.
Light, seeking light, doth light of light beguile; So ere you find where light in darkness lies, Your light grows dark by losing of your eyes.
Study is like the heaven’s glorious sun, That will not be deep search’d with saucy looks;
Necessity will make us all forsworn Three thousand times within this three years’ space;
If I break faith, this word shall speak for me: I am forsworn ‘on mere necessity.’
Arm. The fox, the ape, and the humble-bee Were still at odds, being but three. Moth. Until the goose came out of door, And stayed the odds by adding four.
You two are book-men: can you tell me by your wit What was a month old at Cain’s birth, that’s not five weeks old as yet?
vir [sapit] qui pauca loquitur.
I would forget her, but a fever she Reigns in my blood, and will rememb’red be.
For none offend where all alike do dote.
[Let] us once lose our oaths to find ourselves, Or else we lose ourselves to keep our oaths. It is religion to be thus forsworn: For charity itself fulfills the law, And who can sever love from charity?
Ay me! for aught that I could ever read, Could ever hear by tale or history, The course of true love never did run smooth;
O that your frowns would teach my smiles such skill!
O then, what graces in my love do dwell, That he hath turn’d a heaven unto a hell!
Love looks not with the eyes but with the mind; And therefore is wing’d Cupid painted blind.
I’ll follow thee and make a heaven of hell, To die upon the hand I love so well.
You spotted snakes with double tongue, Thorny hedgehogs, be not seen, Newts and blind-worms, do no wrong, Come not near our fairy queen.
Wake when some vile thing is near.
How came her eyes so bright? Not with salt tears; If so, my eyes are oft’ner wash’d than hers.
The will of man is by his reason sway’d; And reason says you are the worthier maid.
Things growing are not ripe until their season, So I, being young, till now ripe not to reason;
And yet, to say the truth, reason and love keep little company together now-a-days.
Lord, what fools these mortals be!
How low am I? I am not yet so low But that my nails can reach unto thine eyes.
Your hands than mine are quicker for a fray; My legs are longer though, to run away.
Gratiano speaks an infinite deal of nothing, more than any man in all Venice. His reasons are as two grains of wheat hid in two bushels of chaff; you shall seek all day ere you find them, and when you have them, they are not worth the search.
If to do were as easy as to know what were good to do, chapels had been churches, and poor men’s cottages princes’ palaces.
The brain may devise laws for the blood, but a hot temper leaps o’er a cold decree—such a hare is madness the youth, to skip o’er the meshes of good counsel the cripple.
Who riseth from a feast With that keen appetite that he sits down?
All things that are, Are with more spirit chased than enjoy’d.
“All that glisters is not gold, Often have you heard that told; Many a man his life hath sold But my outside to behold. Gilded [tombs] do worms infold. Had you been as wise as bold, Young in limbs, in judgment old, Your answer had not been inscroll’d. Fare you well, your suit is cold.”
you prick us, do we not bleed? If you tickle us, do we not laugh? If you poison us, do we not die? And if you wrong us, shall we not revenge?
So shines a good deed in a naughty world.
The crow doth sing as sweetly as the lark When neither is attended; and I think The nightingale, if she should sing by day When every goose is cackling, would be thought No better a musician than the wren. How many things by season season’d are To their right praise and true perfection!
Thine own true knight, By day or night, Or any kind of light, With all his might For thee to fight, John Falstaff.”
He loves the gallimaufry, Ford.
Take heed, have open eye, for thieves do foot by night.
if money go before, all ways do lie open.
“Love like a shadow flies when substance love pursues, Pursuing that that flies, and flying what pursues.”
