William Shakespeare: As You Like It

As You Like It, Act IV, Sc. II
The horn, the horn, the lusty horn
Is not a thing to laugh to scorn.

As You Like It, Act III, Sc. V
Down on your knees,
And thank Heaven, fasting, for a good man's love.

As You Like It, Act III, Sc. II
Every one fault seeming monstrous till his fellow-fault came to match it.

As You Like It, Act IV, Sc. I
I had rather have a fool to make me merry than experience to make me sad.

As You Like It, Act V, Sc. II
How bitter a thing it is to look into happiness through another man's eyes!

As You Like It, Act II, Sc. III
For in my youth I never did apply
Hot and rebellious liquors in my blood.

As You Like It, Act II, Sc. VII
Blow, blow, thou winter wind!
Thou art not so unkind
As man's ingratitude.

As You Like It, Act V, Sc. IV
Here comes a pair of very strange beasts, which in all tongues are called fools.

As You Like It, Act V, Sc. I
So so is good, very good, very excellent good; and yet it is not; it is but so so.

As You Like It, Act I, Sc. III
We'll have a swashing and a martial outside,
As many other mannish cowards have.

As You Like It, Act II, Sc. I
The big round tears
Coursed one another down his innocent nose
In piteous chase.

As You Like It, Act I, Sc. II
Hereafter, in a better world than this,
I shall desire more love and knowledge of you.

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