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Small have continual plodders ever won
These earthly godfathers of heaven's lights
Have no more profit of their shining nights
Than those that walk and wot not what they are.
Love's Lahour 's Lost. Act i. Sc. 1.
At Christmas I no more desire a rose
Than wish a snow in May's new-fangled mirth. lhid.
A man in all the world's new fashion planted,
That hath a mint of phrases in his brain. ihid.
A high hope for a low heaven. Ibid.
And men sit down to that nourishment whieh is called supper. lhid.
That unlettered small-knowing soul. lhid.
A child of our grandmother Eve, a female; or, for thy more sweet understanding, a woman. lhid.
Affliction may one day smile again; and till then, sit thee down, sorrow! Ibid.
The world was very guilty of such a ballad some three ages since; but I think now 't is not to be found. Aet i. So, 2.
The rational hind Costard. 1hid.
Devise, wit; write, pen; for I am for whole volumes in folio. mu.
Nothing becomes him ill that he would well. Act ii. Se. 1.
A merrier man, Within the limit of becoming mirth, I never spent an hour's talk withal. Ibid.
Delivers in such apt and gracious words
This senior-junior, giantfdwarf, Dan Cupid;
He hath never fed of the dainties that are bred in a b00k. Act iv. Sc. 2.
Dictynna, goodman Dull. Ibid.
These are begot in the ventricle of memory, nourished in the womb of pia mater, and delivered upon the mellowing of occasion. Ibid.
For where is any author in the world
It adds a precious seeing to the eye. lbid.
_ As sweet and musical
From women’s eyes this doctrine I derive:
He draweth out the thread of his verbosity finer than the staple of his argument.
Love's Lahour 's Lost. Act v. Sc. 1.
Priseian! a little scratched, 't will serve. lhid.
They have been at a great feast of languages, and stolen the scraps. lhid.
In the posteriors of this day, which the rude muititude call the afternoon. Ibid.
They have measured many a mile, To tread a measure with you on this grass. Act v. Sc. 2.
Let me take you a hutton-hole lower. Ibid.
I have seen the day of wrong through the little hole of discretion, "id.
A jest's prosperity lies in the ear
Of him that hears it, never in the tongue
Of him that makes it. feid.
When daisies pied and violets blue,
And euekoo-huds of yellow hue
Do paint the meadows with delight. lhid.
But earthlier happy1 is the rose distilled,
A Midsummer Night's Dream. Aet i. Sc. 1.
For aught that I could ever read,3 Could ever hear by tale or history, The course of true love never did run smooth. lhid.
1 'earthly happier,' Singer, Staunton, Knight.
2 'ever I could read,' I1yee, Knight, Singer, White.
O hell! to choose love by another's eyes.
A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act i. W. L
Swift as a shadow, short as any dream;
Brief as the lightning in the collied night,
That, in a spleen, unfolds both heaven and earth,
And ere it man hath power to say, "Behold!"
The jaws of darkness do devour it up:
So quick bright things come to confusion. Ibid.
Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind;
Masters, spread yourselves. Aet i. Sc. 2.
This is Ereles' vein. Ibid.
I will roar you as gently as any sucking dove; I will roar you, an 't were any nightingale. lhid.
A proper man, as one shall see in a summer's day. 1hid.
The human mortals. Aet a. Se. 1.1
The rude sea grew civil at her song,
And certain stars shot madly from their spheres,
To hear the sea-maid's musie. lhid.i
And the imperial votaress passed on,
In maiden meditation, faney-free.
Yet marked I where the bolt of Cupid fell:
It fell upon a little western flower,
Before milk-white, now purple with love's wound,
And maidens call it love-in-idleness. lhid.i
I 'll put a girdle round about the earth
In forty minutes. lhid.i
i Aet ii. Se. 2, Singer, Knight
My heart Is true as steel. A Midsummer Night's Dream. Aet ii. Sc. 1.1
I know a bank where the wild thyme blows,
A lion among ladies is a most dreadful thing.
Aet iii. Se. 1.
Bless thee, Bottom! bless thee! thou art translated. lhid.
So we grew together, Like to a double cherry, seeming parted, But yet an union in partition. Act iii. 5e. 2.
Two lovely berries moulded on one stem. 1hid.
I have an exposition of sleep come upon me. Act iv. Se. l.
The lunatic, the lover, and the poet
Are of imagination all compact. Act v. Se. 1.
The lover, all as frantie, Sees Helen's beauty in a brow of Egypt: The poet's eye, in a fine frenzy rolling, Doth glance from heaven to earth, from earth to heaven; And as imagination bodies forth The forms of things unknown, the poet's pen Turns them to shapes and gives to airy nothing A local habitation and a name Such tricks hath strong imagination, That, if it would but apprehend some joy, lt eomprehends some bringer of that joy; Or in the night, imagining some fear, How easy is a bush supposed a bear ! ihid.
i Act ii. Sc. 2, Singer, Knight.