“When great leaves fall, the winter is at hand.”
“What should we speak of When we are old as you? when we shall hear The rain and wind beat dark December? how, In this our pinching cave, shall we discourse The freezing hours away?”
“'Tis not enough to help the feeble up, but to support them after.”
“Friendship is full of dregs.”
“Tis in ourselves that we are thus, or thus.”
“Good wine needs no bush.”
“I wasted time, and now doth time waste me.”
“I will not be sworn but love may transform me to an oyster”
“wert thou as far As that vast shore washed with the farthest sea, I would adventure for such merchandise.”
“I have been studying how I may compare This prison where I live unto the world; And, for because the world is populous, And here is not a creature but myself, I cannot do it. Yet I'll hammer it out.”
“I will do anything, Nerissa, ere I'll be married to a sponge.”
“The tartness of his face sours ripe grapes.”
“Have you not heard it said full oft,A woman's nay doth stand for naught?”
“There is no love-broker in the world can more prevail in man's commendation with woman than report of valor.”
“Have you not a moist eye, a dry hand, a yellow cheek, a white beard, a decreasing leg, an increasing belly? Is not your voice broken, your wind short, your chin double, your wit single, and every part about you blasted with antiquity?”
“Fight, gentlemen of England! fight, bold yeomen!Draw, archers, draw your arrows to the head!Spur your proud horses hard, and ride in blood;Amaze the welkin with your broken staves!”
“There is none but heWhose being I do fear; and under himMy genius is rebuked, as it is saidMark Antony's was by Caesar.”
“Charity itself fulfills the law. And who can sever love from charity?”
“Ambition's debt is paid.”
“To go to bed after midnight is to go to bed betimes”
“In the night, imagining some fear,How easy is a bush supposed a bear!”
“I am never merry when I hear sweet music.”
“Here come the lovers, full of joy and mirth.— Joy, gentle friends! joy and fresh days of love Accompany your hearts!”
“If wishes would prevail with me, my purpose should not fail with me.”
“The gallantry of his grief did put me into a towering passion.”
