John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
William Shakespeare 1564-1616 A Midsummer Nights Dream John Bartlett 1919 Familiar Quotations
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But earthlier happy is the rose distill’d Than that which withering on the virgin thorn 1 Grows, lives, and dies in single blessedness. | |
A Midsummer Night’s Dream. Act i. Sc. 1. | |
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For aught that I could ever read, 2 Could ever hear by tale or history, The course of true love never did run smooth. | |
A Midsummer Night’s Dream. Act i. Sc. 1. | |
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O, hell! to choose love by another’s eyes. | |
A Midsummer Night’s Dream. Act i. Sc. 1. | |
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Swift as a shadow, short as any dream; Brief as the lightning in the collied night, That in a spleen unfolds both heaven and earth, And ere a man hath power to say, “Behold!” The jaws of darkness do devour it up: So quick bright things come to confusion. | |
A Midsummer Night’s Dream. Act i. Sc. 1. | |
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Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind; And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind. | |
A Midsummer Night’s Dream. Act i. Sc. 1. | |
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Masters, spread yourselves. | |
A Midsummer Night’s Dream. Act i. Sc. 2. | |
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This is Ercles’ vein. | |
A Midsummer Night’s Dream. Act i. Sc. 2. | |
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I ’ll speak in a monstrous little voice. | |
A Midsummer Night’s Dream. Act i. Sc. 2. | |
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I am slow of study. | |
A Midsummer Night’s Dream. Act i. Sc. 2. | |
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That would hang us, every mother’s son. | |
A Midsummer Night’s Dream. Act i. Sc. 2. | |
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I will roar you as gently as any sucking dove; I will roar you, an ’t were any nightingale. | |
A Midsummer Night’s Dream. Act i. Sc. 2. | |
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A proper man, as one shall see in a summer’s day. | |
A Midsummer Night’s Dream. Act i. Sc. 2. | |
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The human mortals. | |
A Midsummer Night’s Dream. Act ii. Sc. 1. 3 | |
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The rude sea grew civil at her song, And certain stars shot madly from their spheres To hear the sea-maid’s music. | |
A Midsummer Night’s Dream. Act ii. Sc. 1. | |
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And the imperial votaress passed on, In maiden meditation, fancy-free. Yet mark’d I where the bolt of Cupid fell: It fell upon a little western flower, Before milk-white, now purple with love’s wound, And maidens call it love-in-idleness. | |
A Midsummer Night’s Dream. Act ii. Sc. 1. 4 | |
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I ’ll put a girdle round about the earth In forty minutes. 5 | |
A Midsummer Night’s Dream. Act ii. Sc. 1. | |
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My heart Is true as steel. 6 | |
A Midsummer Night’s Dream. Act ii. Sc. 1. 7 | |
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I know a bank where the wild thyme blows, Where oxlips and the nodding violet grows, Quite over-canopied with luscious woodbine, With sweet musk-roses and with eglantine. | |
A Midsummer Night’s Dream. Act ii. Sc. 1. | |
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A lion among ladies is a most dreadful thing. | |
A Midsummer Night’s Dream. Act iii. Sc. 1. | |
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Bless thee, Bottom! bless thee! thou art translated. | |
A Midsummer Night’s Dream. Act iii. Sc. 1. | |
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Lord, what fools these mortals be! | |
A Midsummer Night’s Dream. Act iii. Sc. 2. | |
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So we grew together, Like to a double cherry, seeming parted, But yet an union in partition. | |
A Midsummer Night’s Dream. Act iii. Sc. 2. | |
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Two lovely berries moulded on one stem. | |
A Midsummer Night’s Dream. Act iii. Sc. 2. | |
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I have an exposition of sleep come upon me. | |
A Midsummer Night’s Dream. Act iv. Sc. 1. | |
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I have had a dream, past the wit of man to say what dream it was. | |
A Midsummer Night’s Dream. Act iv. Sc. 1. | |
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The eye of man hath not heard, the ear of man hath not seen, 8 man’s hand is not able to taste, his tongue to conceive, nor his heart to report, what my dream was. | |
A Midsummer Night’s Dream. Act iv. Sc. 1. | |
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The lunatic, the lover, and the poet Are of imagination all compact: One sees more devils than vast hell can hold, That is, the madman: the lover, all as frantic, Sees Helen’s beauty in a brow of Egypt: The poet’s eye, in a fine frenzy rolling, Doth glance from heaven to earth, from earth to heaven; And as imagination bodies forth The forms of things unknown, the poet’s pen Turns them to shapes, and gives to airy nothing A local habitation and a name. Such tricks hath strong imagination, That if it would but apprehend some joy, It comprehends some bringer of that joy; Or in the night, imagining some fear, How easy is a bush supposed a bear! | |
A Midsummer Night’s Dream. Act v. Sc. 1. | |
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For never anything can be amiss, When simpleness and duty tender it. | |
A Midsummer Night’s Dream. Act v. Sc. 1. | |
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The true beginning of our end. 9 | |
A Midsummer Night’s Dream. Act v. Sc. 1. | |
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The best in this kind are but shadows. | |
A Midsummer Night’s Dream. Act v. Sc. 1. | |
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A very gentle beast, and of a good conscience. | |
A Midsummer Night’s Dream. Act v. Sc. 1. | |
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This passion, and the death of a dear friend, would go near to make a man look sad. | |
A Midsummer Night’s Dream. Act v. Sc. 1. | |
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The iron tongue of midnight hath told twelve. | |
A Midsummer Night’s Dream. Act v. Sc. 1. |
Note 1. Maidens withering on the stalk.—William Wordsworth: Personal Talk, stanza 1. [back] |
Note 2. ”Ever I could read,”—Dyce, Knight, Singer, and White. [back] |
Note 3. Act ii. sc. 2 in Singer and Knight. [back] |
Note 4. Act ii. sc. 2 in Singer and Knight. [back] |
Note 5. See Chapman, Quotation 12. [back] |
Note 6. Trew as steele.—Geoffrey Chaucer: Troilus and Cresseide, book v. line 831. [back] |
Note 7. Act ii. sc. 2 in Singer and Knight. [back] |
Note 8. Eye hath not seen, nor ear heard.—1 Corinthians, ii. 9. [back] |
Note 9. I see the beginning of my end.—Philip Massinger: The Virgin Martyr. act iii. sc. 3. [back] |