Act iii. Sc. 4.
I'll talk a word with this same learned Theban.
Act iii. Sc. 6.
The little dogs and all,
Tray, Blanch, and Sweetheart, see, they bark at me.
Act iv. Sc. 6.
Ay, every inch a king.
Act. iv. Sc. 6.
Give me an ounce of civet, good apothecary,
to sweeten my imagination.
Act iv. Sc. 6.
Through tattered clothes small vices do appear;
Robes and furred gowns hide all.
Act v. Sc. 3.
The gods are just, and of our pleasant vices
Make instruments to plague us.
Act. v. Sc. 3.
Her voice was ever soft,
Gentle, and low; an excellent thing in woman.
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ROMEO AND JULIET.
Act i. Sc. 1.
The weakest goes to the wall.
Act i. Sc. 2.
One fire burns out another's burning.
One pain is lessened by another's anguish.
Act i. Sc. 5.
Too early seen unknown, and known too late,
Act ii. Sc. 2.
He jests at scars, that never felt a wound.
Act ii. Sc. 2.
See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand!
O that I were a glove upon that hand,
That I might touch that cheek!
Act ii. Sc. 2.
O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo?
Act ii. Sc. 2.
What's in a name? that which we call a rose
By any other name would smell as sweet.
Act ii. Sc. 2.
Alack! there lies more peril in thine eye,
Than twenty of their swords.
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