CAPTAIN. .I saw your brother, Most provident in peril, bind himself VIOLA. There is a fair behaviour in thee, captain; I will believe, thou hast a mind that suits Lady, you are the cruel'st she alive, If you will lead these graces to the grave, And leave the world no copy. OLIVIA. . How does he love me? VIOLA. With adorations, with fertile tears, With groans that thunder love, with sighs of fire. DUKE. If ever thou shalt love, In the sweet pangs of it remember me. TWELFTH NIGHT; OR, WHAT YOU WILL. 155 ....the song we had last night; Mark it, Cesario; it is old and plain : The spinsters and the knitters in the sun, And the free maids, that weave their thread with bones, Do use to chant it. VIOLA. She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, This fellow's wise enough to play the fool; OLIVIA. O world, how apt the poor are to be proud! ...by the roses of the spring, By maidhood, honour, truth, and every thing, SEBASTIAN. I can no other answer make, but thanks, And thanks, and ever thanks. Often good turns Are shuffled off with such uncurrent pay. VIOLA. I hate ingratitude more in man, Than lying, vainness, babbling, drunkenness, Or any taint of vice, whose strong corruption Inhabits our frail blood. PRIEST. A contract of eternal bond of love, Confirm'd by mutual joinder of your hands. SEBASTIAN. You throw a strange regard upon me, and By that I do perceive it hath offended you. VIOLA. And all those sayings will I over-swear; That severs day from night. MUCH ADO ABOUT NOTHING. BEATRICE. .he wears his faith but as the fashion of his hat; it ever changes with the next block. .I had rather hear a dog bark at a crow, than a man swear he loves me. BENEDICK. ⚫prove, that ever I lose more blood with love than I will get again with drinking, pick out mine eyes with a ballad-maker's pen, and hang me up at the door of a brothel-house for the sign of blind Cupid. I would not marry her, though she were endowed with all that Adam had left him before he transgressed she would have made Hercules have turned spit; yea, and have cleft his club to make the fire too. .I may chance have some odd quirks and remnants of wit broken on me, because I have railed so long against marriage: but doth not the appetite alter? ....Shall quips, and sentences, and these paper bullets of the brain, awe a man from the career of his humour? No; the world must be peopled. When I said I would die a bachelor, I did not think I should live till I were married. HERO. Disdain and scorn ride sparkling in her eyes. How wise, how noble, young, how rarely featured, LEONATO. O, she is fallen Into a pit of ink! that the wide sea I pray thee, cease thy counsel, Which falls into mine ears as profitless As water in a sieve; give not me counsel; But such a one whose wrongs do suit with mine : Whose joy of her is overwhelm'd like mine, And let him speak of patience. ..there was never yet philosopher |