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John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.

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William Shakespeare. (1564–1616) (continued)
 
587
    The words of Mercury are harsh after the songs of Apollo.
          Love’s Labour ’s Lost. Act v. Sc. 2.
588
    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.
589
    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.
590
    O, hell! to choose love by another’s eyes.
          A Midsummer Night’s Dream. Act i. Sc. 1.
591
    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.
592
    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.
593
    Masters, spread yourselves.
          A Midsummer Night’s Dream. Act i. Sc. 2.
594
    This is Ercles’ vein.
          A Midsummer Night’s Dream. Act i. Sc. 2.
595
    I ’ll speak in a monstrous little voice.
          A Midsummer Night’s Dream. Act i. Sc. 2.
596
    I am slow of study.
          A Midsummer Night’s Dream. Act i. Sc. 2.
597
    That would hang us, every mother’s son.
          A Midsummer Night’s Dream. Act i. Sc. 2.
598
    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.
599
    A proper man, as one shall see in a summer’s day.
          A Midsummer Night’s Dream. Act i. Sc. 2.
600
    The human mortals.
          A Midsummer Night’s Dream. Act ii. Sc. 1. 3
601
    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.
 
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]