Out of my lean and low ability
I 'll lend you something.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Twelfth Night
-- Act iii, Sc. 4
I 'll lend you something.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Twelfth Night
-- Act iii, Sc. 4
Related:
- Out of the jaws of death.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616)
Twelfth Night -- Act iii, Sc.... - Still you keep o' the windy side of the law.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616)
Twelfth Night -- Act iii, Sc.... - If this were played upon a stage now, I could condemn it as an improbable
fiction
William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Twelfth Night --... - I think we do know the sweet Roman hand.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616)
Twelfth Night -- Act iii, Sc.... - More matter for a May morning.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616)
Twelfth Night -- Act iii, Sc.... - Put thyself into the trick of singularity.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616)
Twelfth Night -- Act iii, Sc.... - This is very midsummer madness.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616)
Twelfth Night -- Act iii, Sc.... - T is not for gravity to play at cherry-pit with Satan
William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Twelfth Night --... - I am all the daughters of my father's house,
And all the brothers too
William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Twelfth Night --...
