| 1 |
Home-keeping youth have ever homely wits.
| Act i. Sc. 1.
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| 2 |
I have no other but a woman's reason:
I think him so, because I think him so.
| Sc. 2.
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| 3 |
O, how this spring of love resembleth
The uncertain glory of an April day!
| Sc. 3.
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| 4 |
And if it please you, so; if not, why, so.
| Act ii. Sc. 1.
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| 5 |
O jest unseen, inscrutable, invisible,
As a nose on a man's face, or a weathercock on a steeple.
| Ibid.
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| 6 |
She is mine own,
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.
| Sc. 4.
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| 7 |
He makes sweet music with th' enamell'd stones,
Giving a gentle kiss to every sedge
He overtaketh in his pilgrimage.
| Sc. 7.
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| 8 |
That man that hath a tongue, I say, is no man,
If with his tongue he cannot win a woman.
| Act iii. Sc. 1.
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| 9 |
Except I be by Sylvia in the night,
There is no music in the nightingale.
| Ibid.
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| 10 |
A man I am, cross'd with adversity.
| Act iv. Sc. 1.
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| 11 |
Is she not passing fair?
| Sc. 4.
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| 12 |
How use doth breed a habit in a man!
| Act v. Sc. 4.
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| 13 |
O heaven! were man
But constant, he were perfect.
| Ibid.
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| 14 |
Come not within the measure of my wrath.
| Ibid.
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