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English dramatist and poet
(1564 - 1616)
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Madman, thou errest. I say there is no darkness but ignorance, in which thou art more puzzled than the Egyptians in their fog.
      - Twelfth Night, or, What You Will
         (Clown at IV, ii) [Ignorance]

If you mean well,
  Now go with me and with this holy man
    Into the chantry by. There, before him,
      And underneath that consecrated roof,
        Plight me the full assurance of your faith,
          That most jealous and too doubtful soul
            May live in peace.
      - Twelfth Night, or, What You Will
         (Olivia at IV, iii) [Matrimony]

A great while ago the world begun,
  With hey, ho, the wind and the rain;
    But that's all one, our play is done,
      And we'll strive to please you every day.
      - Twelfth Night, or, What You Will
         (Duke at V, i)
        [Books (Last Lines) : Proverbs]

And all those sayings will I over swear,
  And all those swearings keep as true in soul
    As doth that orbed continent the fire
      That severs day from night.
      - Twelfth Night, or, What You Will
         (Viola at V, i) [Sun]

And thus the whirligig of time brings in his revenges.
      - Twelfth Night, or, What You Will
         (Clown at V, i) [Time]

But when I came, alas, to wive,
  With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,
    By swaggering could I never thrive,
      For the rain it raineth every day.
      - Twelfth Night, or, What You Will
         (Orsino, Duke of Illyria at V, i) [Rain]

Marry, sir, they praise me and make an ass of me. Now my foes tell me plainly I am an ass; so that by my foes, sir, I profit in the knowledge of myself, any by my friends I am abused; so that, conclusions to be as kisses, if your four negatives make your two affirmatives, why then, the worse for my friends, and the better for my foes.
      - Twelfth Night, or, What You Will
         (Clown at V, i) [Folly]

Thus the whirligig of time
  Brings in his revenges.
      - Twelfth Night, or, What You Will
         (Clown at V, i) [Proverbs]

The man that hath a tongue, I say, is no man, if with his tongue he cannot win a woman.
      - Two Gentlemen of Verona [Tongue]

He did request me to importune you,
  To let him spend his time no more at home,
    Which would be great impeachment to his age,
      In having known no travel in his youth.
      - Two Gentlemen of Verona (I,iii) [Travel]

The heart hath treble wrong
  When it is barr'd the aidance of the tongue.
      - Venus and Adonis [Tongue]

'O Jove,' quoth she, 'how much a fool was I
  To be of such a weak and silly mind
    To wail his death who lives, and must not die
      Till mutual overthrow of mortal kind!
        For he being dead, with him is beauty slain,
          And, beauty dead, black chaos comes again.
      - Venus and Adonis (l. 1,015) [Death]

The grass stoops not, she treads on it so light; . . .
      - Venus and Adonis (l. 1,028) [Footsteps]

Love keeps his revels where there are but twain.
      - Venus and Adonis (l. 123) [Love]

Make use of time, let not advantage slip;
  Beauty within itself should not be wasted.
    Fair flowers that are not gath'red in their prime
      Rot and consume themselves in little time.
      - Venus and Adonis (l. 129) [Time]

'Bid me discourse, I will enchant thine ear,
  Or, like a fairy, trip upon the green,
    Or, like a nymph, with long dishevelled hair,
      Dance on the sands, and yet no footing seen.
        Love is a spirit all compact of fire,
          Not gross to sink, but light, and will aspire.'
      - Venus and Adonis (l. 145) [Oratory]

Art thou a woman's son, and canst not feel
  What 'tis to love? How want of love tormenteth?
      - Venus and Adonis (l. 201) [Love]

At this Adonis smiles as in disdain,
  That in each cheek appears a pretty dimple.
    Love made those hollows, if himself were slain,
      He might be buried in a tomb so simple;
        Foreknowing well, if there he came to lie,
          Why, there Love lived, and there he could not die.
      - Venus and Adonis (l. 241) [Dimples]

Look when a painter would surpass the like
  In limning out a well-proportioned steed,
    His art with nature's workmanship at strife,
      As if the dead the living should exceed--
        So did this horse excel a common one
          In shape, in courage, color, pace, and bone.
      - Venus and Adonis (l. 289) [Art]

Round-hoofed, short-jointed, fetlocks shag and long,
  Broad breast, full eye, small head, and nostril wide,
    High crest, short ears, straight legs and passing strong,
      Thin mane, thick tail, broad buttock, tender hide:
        Look what a horse should have he did not lack,
          Save a proud rider on so proud a back.
      - Venus and Adonis (l. 295) [Horses]

All swol'n with chafing, down Adonis sits,
  Banning his boist'rous and unruly beast;
    And now the happy season once more fits
      That lovesick Love by pleading may be blest;
        For lovers say the heart hath treble wrong
          When it is barred the aidance of the tongue.
      - Venus and Adonis (l. 325) [Tongue]

Affection is a coal that must be cooled;
  Else, suffered, it will set the heart on fire.
      - Venus and Adonis (l. 387) [Affection]

The night of sorrow now is turned to day:
  Her two blue windows faintly she upheaveth,
    Like the fair sun when in his fresh array
      He cheers the morn and all the earth relieveth;
        And as the bright sun glorifies the sky,
          So is her face illumined with her eye; . . .
      - Venus and Adonis (l. 481) [Eyes]

Were never four such lamps together mixed,
  Had not his clouded with his brow's repine;
    But hers, which through the crystal tears gave light,
      Shone like the moon in water seen by night.
      - Venus and Adonis (l. 489) [Eyes]

Lo, here the gentle lark, weary of rest,
  From his moist cabinet mounts up on high
    And wakes the morning, from whose silver breast
      The sun ariseth in his majesty;
        Who doth the world so gloriously behold
          That cedar tops and hills seem burnished gold.
      - Venus and Adonis (l. 853) [Larks]

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