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• Now would I give a thousand furlongs of sea for an acre of barren ground.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), The Tempest -- Act i, Sc. 1...
• Where the bee sucks, there suck I; In a cowslip's bell I lie.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), The Tempest -- Act v, Sc. 1...
• The hind that would be mated by the lion Must die for love.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), All 's Well that Ends Well -- Act i, Sc. 1...
• Deeper than did ever plummet sound I 'll drown my book.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), The Tempest -- Act v, Sc. 1...
• Merrily, merrily shall I live now, Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), The Tempest -- Act v, Sc. 1...
• If after every tempest come such calms, May the winds blow till they have waken'd death!
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Othello -- Act ii, Sc. 1...
• I will be correspondent to command, And do my spiriting gently.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), The Tempest -- Act i, Sc. 2...
• Fill all thy bones with aches. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), The Tempest -- Act i, Sc. 2
• From the still-vexed Bermoothes. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), The Tempest -- Act i, Sc. 2