WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE. 1564-1616.

THE TEMPEST.

I, thus neglecting worldly ends, all dedicated To closeness, and the bettering of my mind.

Act i. Sc. 2.

Like one,

Who having, unto truth, by telling of it,

Come unto these yellow sands,

And then take hands:

Court'sied when you have, and kiss'd —

The wild waves whist.

Full fathom five thy father lies;

Act i. Sc. 2.

Of his bones are coral made;
Those are pearls that were his eyes :
Nothing of him that doth fade,

But doth suffer a sea-change
Into something rich and strange.

1'spiriting,' Cambridge ed.

Act i. Sc. 2.

B

[Tempest continued.

The fringed curtains of thine eye advance.

Acti Sc. 2.

There's nothing ill can dwell in such a temple :
If the ill spirit have so fair a house,
Good things will strive to dwell with 't.

A very ancient and fish-like smell.

Misery acquaints a man with strange

Fer. Here's my hand.

Act i. Sc. 2.

Act ii. Sc. 2.

Mir. And mine, with my heart in 't.

He that dies pays all debts.

Deeper than e'er plummet sounded.

bedfellows. Act ii. Sc. 2.

Act iii. Sc. I.

Act iii. Sc. 2.

Act iii. Sc. 3.

Our revels now are ended. These our actors,
As I foretold you, were all spirits, and
Are melted into air, into thin air :
And, like the baseless fabric of this vision,
The cloud-capp'd towers, the gorgeous palaces,
The solemn temples, the great globe itself,
Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve,
And, like this insubstantial pageant faded,
Leave not a rack' behind.

We are such stuff

As dreams are made on; and our little life
Is rounded with a sleep.

Act iv. Sc. I.

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
The uncertain glory of an April day!

Act i. Sc. 3.

And I as rich in having such a jewel
As twenty seas, if all their sand were pearl,
The water nectar, and the rocks pure gold.
Act ii. Sc. 4.

He makes sweet music with th' enamel'd stones,

Giving a gentle kiss to every sedge

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,
There is no music in the nightingale.

A man I am, cross'd with adversity.

Act iii. Sc. 1.

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.

Act i. Sc. 1.

All his successors, gone before him, have done't; and all his ancestors, that

him, may.

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! Acti. 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.

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. 1.