Many can brook the weather that love not the wind.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Love's Labour 's Lost
-- Act iv, Sc. 2
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Love's Labour 's Lost
-- Act iv, Sc. 2
Related:
- A buck of the first head.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Love's Labour 's Lost
-- Act iv, Sc.
2... - Dictynna, goodman Dull.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Love's Labour 's Lost
-- Act iv, Sc.
2... - You two are book-men. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Love's Labour 's Lost -- Act iv, Sc. 2
- They have measured many a mile
To tread a measure with you on this grass.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Love's Labour 's Lost -- Act v, Sc. 2... - It adds a precious seeing to the eye.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Love's Labour 's Lost
-- Act iv, Sc.
3... - The rational hind Costard.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Love's Labour 's Lost
-- Act i, Sc.
2... - The words of Mercury are harsh after the songs of Apollo.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Love's Labour 's Lost -- Act v, Sc. 2... - These are begot in the ventricle of memory, nourished in the womb
of pia mater, and delivered upon the mellowing of occasion.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Love's Labour 's Lost -- Act iv, Sc. 2... - He hath never fed of the dainties that are bred in a book
he hath not eat paper, as it were; he hath not drunk ink....
