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O, she is rich in beauty; only poor, that when she dies, with beauty dies her store.-Rom. I., 1.
One pain is lessen'd by another's anguish !-Ben. I., 2.
One desperate grief cures with another's languish.BEN. I., 2.
0, then, I see, queen Mab hath been with
She is the fairies' midwife; and she comes in shape no bigger than an agate-stone on the fore-finger of an alderman, drawn with a team of little atomies athwart men's noses as they lie asleep.-MER. I., 4.
0, that I were a glove upon that hand, that I might touch that cheek !-Rom. II., 2.
0, Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo:JUL. II., 2.
0, swear not by the moon, the inconstant moon that monthly changes in her circled orb, lest that thy love prove likewise variable.—JUL. II., 2.
0, for a falconer's voice, to lure this tassle-gentle back again ! bondage is hoarse, and may not speak aloud ; else would I tear the cave where echo lies, and make her airy tongue more hoarse than mine with repetition of my Romeo's name.—JUL. II., 2.
O fortune, fortune : all men call thee fickle: if thou art fickle, what dost thou with him that is renown'd for faith ?--JUL. III., 5.
Patience perforce with wilful choler meeting makes my flesh tremble in their different greeting.-Tyb. I., 5.
Parting is such sweet sorrow, that I shall say— good night, till it be morrow.-JUL. II., 2.
Riddling confession finds but riddling shrift.-Fri. II., 3.
Sad hours seem long.-Rom. I., 1.
So shews a snowy dove trooping with crows, as yonder lady o'er her fellows shews.-Rom. I., 5.
So light a foot will ne'er wear out the everlasting flint.-FRI. II., 6.
Some grief shews much of love; but much of grief shews still some want of wit.—LA. CAP. III., 5.
The grey-ey'd morn smiles on the frowning night, checkering the eastern clouds with streaks of light; and flecked darkness like a drunkard reels from forth day's path-way, made by Titan's wheels.-FRI. II., 3.
Thou sham’st the music of sweet news by playing it to me with so sour a face.—JUL. II., 5.
Thy head is as full of quarrels, as an egg is full of meat.—MER. III., 1.
'Tis not so deep as a well, nor so wide as a churchdoor.-MER. III., 1.
This day's black fate on more days doth depend ; this but begins the woe, others must end.—Rom. III., 1.
Thy wit, that ornament to shape and love, mis-shapen in the conduct of them both, like powder in a skillless soldier's flask, is set on fire by thine own ignorance. -FRI. III., 3.
Though fond nature bids us all lament, yet nature's tears are reason's merriment.-FRI. IV., 5.
There is thy gold; worse poison to men's souls, doing more murders in this loathsome world, than these poor compounds that thou may'st not sell.—Rom. V., 1.
This sight of death is as a bell, that warns my old age to a sepulchre.—LA. CAP. V., 3.
Upon his brow shame is asham'd to sit; for 'tis a throne where honour may be crown'd sole monarch of the universal earth.—JUL. III., 2.
V Violent delights have violent ends, and in their triumph die.-FRI. II., 6.
Villain and he are many miles asunder.Jul. III., 5,
Within her scope of choice lies my consent and fair according voice.---CAP. I., 2.
What light through yonder window breaks! it is the east, and Juliet is the sun !Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, who is already sick and pale with grief, that thou her maid art far more fair than she.Rom. II., 2.
What's in a name that which we call a rose, by any other name would swell as sweet.—JUL. II., 2.
With love's light wings did I o'er-perch these walls; for stony limits cannot hold love out.-Rom. II., 2.
Women may fall, when there's no strength in men. FRI. II., 3.
Wisely, and slow; They stumble, that run fast.FRI. II., 3.
When he shall die, take him and cut him out in little stars, and he will make the face of heaven so fine, that all the world will be in love with night, and pay no worship to the garish sun.—JUL. III., 2.
Was ever book, containing such vile matter, so fairly bound? O, that deceit should dwell in such a gorgeous palace !-JUL. III., 2.
What must be, shall be.—JUL. IV., 1.
Weep ye now, seeing she is advanc'd, above the clouds, as high as heaven itself ?-FRI. IV., 5.
Young men's love then lies not truly in their hearts, but in their eyes.-FRI. II., 3.
All's Well that Ends Well.
All's well that ends well.-HEL. Act IV., Scene 4.
All yet seems well; and, if it end so meet, the bitter past, more welcome is the sweet.-KING, V., 3.
Full oft we see cold wisdom waiting on superfluous folly.-HEL. I., 1.
From lowest place when virtuous things proceed, the place is dignified by the doer's deed.—KING, II., 3.
Great floods have flown from simple sources.—HEL. II., 1.
Good alone is good without a name.-KING, II., 3.