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The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 3.
You call me misbeliever, cut-throat dog,
And spit upon my Jewish gaberdine.
The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 3.
Shall I bend low, and in a bondman's key,
With bated breath and whispering humbleness.
The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 3.
For when did friendship take
A breed for barren metal of his friend?
The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 3.
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O Father Abram! what these Christians are,
Whose own hard dealings teaches them suspect
The thoughts of others!
The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 3.
Mislike me not for my complexion,
The shadow'd livery of the burnish'd sun.
The Merchant of Venice. Act ii. Sc. 1.
The young gentleman, according to Fates and Destinies and such odd sayings, the Sisters Three and such branches of learning, is indeed deceased; or, as you would say in plain terms, gone to heaven.
The Merchant of Venice. Act ii. Sc. 2.
The very staff of my age, my very prop.
The Merchant of Venice. Act ii. Sc. 2.
It is a wise father that knows his own child.
The Merchant of Venice. Act ii. Sc. 2.
An honest exceeding poor man.
The Merchant of Venice. Act ii. Sc. 2.
Truth will come to sight; murder cannot be hid long.
The Merchant of Venice. Act ii. Sc. 2.
In the twinkling of an eye.
The Merchant of Venice. Act ii. Sc. 2.
And the vile squeaking of the wry-necked fife.
The Merchant of Venice. Act ii. Sc. 5.
All things that are,
Are with more spirit chased than enjoy'd.
How like a younker or a prodigal
The scarfed bark puts from her native bay,
Hugg'd and embraced by the strumpet wind!
How like the prodigal doth she return,
With over-weather'd ribs and ragged sails,
Lean, rent, and beggar'd by the strumpet wind!
The Merchant of Venice. Act ii. Sc. 6.
Must I hold a candle to my shames?
The Merchant of Venice. Act ii. Sc. 6.
But love is blind, and lovers cannot see
The pretty follies that themselves commit.
The Merchant of Venice. Act ii. Sc. 6.
All that glisters is not gold.[62:1]
The Merchant of Venice. Act ii. Sc. 7.
Young in limbs, in judgment old.
The Merchant of Venice. Act ii. Sc. 7.
Even in the force and road of casualty.
The Merchant of Venice. Act ii. Sc. 9.
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Hanging and wiving goes by destiny.[63:1]
The Merchant of Venice. Act ii. Sc. 9.
If my gossip Report be an honest woman of her word.
The Merchant of Venice. Act iii. Sc. 1.
If it will feed nothing else, it will feed my revenge.
The Merchant of Venice. Act iii. Sc. 1.
I am a Jew. Hath not a Jew eyes? Hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions?
The Merchant of Venice. Act iii. Sc. 1.
The villany you teach me I will execute, and it shall go hard, but I will better the instruction.
The Merchant of Venice. Act iii. Sc. 1.
Makes a swan-like end,
Fading in music.[63:2]
The Merchant of Venice. Act iii. Sc. 2.
Tell me where is fancy bred,
Or in the heart or in the head?
How begot, how nourished?
Reply, Reply.
The Merchant of Venice. Act iii. Sc. 2.
In law, what plea so tainted and corrupt
But being season'd with a gracious voice
Obscures the show of evil?
The Merchant of Venice. Act iii. Sc. 2.
There is no vice so simple but assumes
Some mark of virtue in his outward parts.
The Merchant of Venice. Act iii. Sc. 2.
Thus ornament is but the guiled shore
To a most dangerous sea.
The Merchant of Venice. Act iii. Sc. 2.
The seeming truth which cunning times put on
To entrap the wisest.
The Merchant of Venice. Act iii. Sc. 2.
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An unlesson'd girl, unschool'd, unpractised;
Happy in this, she is not yet so old
But she may learn.[64:1]
The Merchant of Venice. Act iii. Sc. 2.
Here are a few of the unpleasant'st words
That ever blotted paper!
The Merchant of Venice. Act iii. Sc. 2.
The kindest man,
The best-condition'd and unwearied spirit
In doing courtesies.
The Merchant of Venice. Act iii. Sc. 2.
Thus when I shun Scylla, your father, I fall into Charybdis, your mother.[64:2]
The Merchant of Venice. Act iii. Sc. 5.
Let it serve for table-talk.
The Merchant of Venice. Act iii. Sc. 5.
A harmless necessary cat.
The Merchant of Venice. Act iv. Sc. 1.
What! wouldst thou have a serpent sting thee twice?
The Merchant of Venice. Act iv. Sc. 1.
I am a tainted wether of the flock,
Meetest for death: the weakest kind of fruit
Drops earliest to the ground.
The Merchant of Venice. Act iv. Sc. 1.
I never knew so young a body with so old a head.
The Merchant of Venice. Act iv. Sc. 1.
The quality of mercy is not strain'd,
It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven
Upon the place beneath. It is twice blest:
It blesseth him that gives and him that takes.
'T is mightiest in the mightiest: it becomes
The throned monarch better than his crown;
His sceptre shows the force of temporal power,
The attribute to awe and majesty,
Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings;
But mercy is above this sceptred sway,
It is enthroned in the hearts of kings,
It is an attribute to God himself;
And earthly power doth then show likest God's,
[65]When mercy seasons justice. Therefore, Jew,
Though justice be thy plea, consider this,
That in the course of justice none of us
Should see salvation: we do pray for mercy;
And that same prayer doth teach us all to render
The deeds of mercy.
The Merchant of Venice. Act iv. Sc. 1.
A Daniel come to judgment! yea, a Daniel!
The Merchant of Venice. Act iv. Sc. 1.
Is it so nominated in the bond?[65:1]
The Merchant of Venice. Act iv. Sc. 1.
'T is not in the bond.
The Merchant of Venice. Act iv. Sc. 1.
Speak me fair in death.
The Merchant of Venice. Act iv. Sc. 1.
An upright judge, a learned judge!
The Merchant of Venice. Act iv. Sc. 1.
A second Daniel, a Daniel, Jew!
Now, infidel, I have you on the hip.
The Merchant of Venice. Act iv. Sc. 1.
I thank thee, Jew, for teaching me that word.
The Merchant of Venice. Act iv. Sc. 1.
You take my house when you do take the prop
That doth sustain my house; you take my life
When you do take the means whereby I live.
The Merchant of Venice. Act iv. Sc. 1.
He is well paid that is well satisfied.
The Merchant of Venice. Act iv. Sc. 1.
How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank!
Here we will sit and let the sounds of music
Creep in our ears: soft stillness and the night
Become the touches of sweet harmony.
Sit, Jessica. Look how the floor of heaven
Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold:
There 's not the smallest orb which thou behold'st
But in his motion like an angel sings,
Still quiring to the young-eyed cherubins.
Such harmony is in immortal souls;
But whilst this muddy vesture of decay
Doth grossly close it in, we cannot hear it.
The Merchant of Venice. Act v. Sc. 1.
I am never merry when I hear sweet music.
The Merchant of Venice. Act v. Sc. 1.
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The man that hath no music in himself,
Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds,
Is fit for treasons, stratagems, and spoils;
The motions of his spirit are dull as night,
And his affections dark as Erebus.
Let no such man be trusted.
The Merchant of Venice. Act v. Sc. 1.
How far that little candle throws his beams!
So shines a good deed in a naughty world.
The Merchant of Venice. Act v. Sc. 1.
How many things by season season'd are
To their right praise and true perfection!
The Merchant of Venice. Act v. Sc. 1.
This night methinks is but the daylight sick.
The Merchant of Venice. Act v. Sc. 1.
These blessed candles of the night.
The Merchant of Venice. Act v. Sc. 1.
Fair ladies, you drop manna in the way
Of starved people.
The Merchant of Venice. Act v. Sc. 1.
We will answer all things faithfully.
The Merchant of Venice. Act v. Sc. 1.
Fortune reigns in gifts of the world.
As You Like It. Act i. Sc. 2.
The little foolery that wise men have makes a great show.
As You Like It. Act i. Sc. 2.
Well said: that was laid on with a trowel.
As You Like It. Act i. Sc. 2.
Your heart's desires be with you!
As You Like It. Act i. Sc. 2.
One out of suits with fortune.
As You Like It. Act i. Sc. 2.
Hereafter, in a better world than this,
I shall desire more love and knowledge of you.
As You Like It. Act i. Sc. 2.
My pride fell with my fortunes.
As You Like It. Act i. Sc. 2.
Cel. Not a word?
Ros. Not one to throw at a dog.
As You Like It. Act i. Sc. 3.
O, how full of briers is this working-day world!
As You Like It. Act i. Sc. 3.
Beauty provoketh thieves sooner than gold.
As You Like It. Act i. Sc. 3.
We 'll have a swashing and a martial outside,
As many other mannish cowards have.
As You Like It. Act i. Sc. 3.
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Sweet are the uses of adversity,
Which like the toad, ugly and venomous,
Wears yet a precious jewel in his head;
And this our life, exempt from public haunt,
Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks,
Sermons in stones, and good in every thing.
As You Like It. Act ii. Sc. 1.
The big round tears
Coursed one another down his innocent nose
In piteous chase.
As You Like It. Act ii. Sc. 1.
"Poor deer," quoth he, "thou makest a testament
As worldlings do, giving thy sum of more
To that which had too much."
As You Like It. Act ii. Sc. 1.
Sweep on, you fat and greasy citizens.
As You Like It. Act ii. Sc. 1.
And He that doth the ravens feed,
Yea, providently caters for the sparrow,
Be comfort to my age!
As You Like It. Act ii. Sc. 3.
For in my youth I never did apply
Hot and rebellious liquors in my blood.
As You Like It. Act ii. Sc. 3.
Therefore my age is as a lusty winter,
Frosty, but kindly.
As You Like It. Act ii. Sc. 3.
O, good old man, how well in thee appears
The constant service of the antique world,
When service sweat for duty, not for meed!
Thou art not for the fashion of these times,
Where none will sweat but for promotion.
As You Like It. Act ii. Sc. 3.
Ay, now am I in Arden: the more fool I. When I was at home I was in a better place; but travellers must be content.
As You Like It. Act ii. Sc. 4.
I shall ne'er be ware
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