'A took my father grossly, full of bread, With all his crimes broad blown, as flush as May; And how his audit stands, who knows save heaven?

'Ay, ' quoth my uncle Gloucester, 'Small herbs have grace, great weeds do grow apace. ' And since, methinks, I would not grow so fast, Because sweet flow'rs are slow and weeds m ...

'T is better to be lowly born, And range with humble livers in content, Than to be perked up in a glistering grief, And wear a golden sorrow.

'Tis gold Which buys admittance oft it doth yea, and makes Diana's rangers false themselves, yield up This deer to th' stand o' th' stealer: and 'tis gold Which makes the true m ...

'Tis not the many oaths that make the truth; But the plain single vow, that is vow'd true.

'Tis plate of rare device and jewels Of rich and exquisite form, their values great, And I am something curious, being strange, To have them in sale stowage.

'Tis time to give 'em physic, their diseases Are grown so catching.

(Andrew: ) I am not such an ass but I can keep my hand dry. But what's your jest? (Maria: ) A dry jest, sir. (Andrew: ) Are you full of them? (Maria: ) Ay, sir, I have them at m ...

(Berowne: ) What is the end of study, let me know? (King: ) What, that to know which else we should not know. (Berowne: ) Things hid and barred, you mean, from common sense? (Ki ...

(Celia: ) Here come Monsieur Le Beau. (Rosalind: ) With his mouth full of news. (Celia: ) Which he will put on us as pigeons feed their young. (Rosalind: ) Then shall we be news ...