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The Oxford Dictionary of Quotations Preface

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Haste still pays haste, and leisure answers leisure;<br />

Like doth quit like, and Measure still for Measure.<br />

‘Measure for Measure’ (1604) act 5, sc. 1, l. [411]<br />

<strong>The</strong>y say best men are moulded out <strong>of</strong> faults,<br />

And, for the most, become much more the better<br />

For being a little bad: so may my husband.<br />

‘Measure for Measure’ (1604) act 5, sc. 1, l. [440]<br />

7.66.21 <strong>The</strong> Merchant <strong>of</strong> Venice<br />

Antonio: In sooth I know not why I am so sad:<br />

It wearies me; you say it wearies you;<br />

But how I caught it, found it, or came by it,<br />

What stuff ’tis made <strong>of</strong>, where<strong>of</strong> it is born,<br />

I am to learn;<br />

And such a want-wit sadness makes <strong>of</strong> me,<br />

That I have much ado to know myself.<br />

Salarino: Your mind is tossing on the ocean;<br />

<strong>The</strong>re, where your argosies with portly sail,—<br />

Like signiors and rich burghers on the flood,<br />

Or, as it were, the pageants <strong>of</strong> the sea,—<br />

Do overpeer the petty traffickers,<br />

That curtsy to them, do them reverence,<br />

As they fly by them with their woven wings.<br />

‘<strong>The</strong> Merchant <strong>of</strong> Venice’ (1596-8) act 1, sc. 1, l. 1<br />

Now, by two-headed Janus,<br />

Nature hath framed strange fellows in her time.<br />

‘<strong>The</strong> Merchant <strong>of</strong> Venice’ (1596-8) act 1, sc. 1, l. 50<br />

You have too much respect upon the world:<br />

<strong>The</strong>y lose it that do buy it with much care.<br />

‘<strong>The</strong> Merchant <strong>of</strong> Venice’ (1596-8) act 1, sc. 1, l. 74<br />

I hold the world but as the world, Gratiano;<br />

A stage where every man must play a part,<br />

And mine a sad one.<br />

‘<strong>The</strong> Merchant <strong>of</strong> Venice’ (1596-8) act 1, sc. 1, l. 77<br />

Why should a man, whose blood is warm within,<br />

Sit like his grandsire cut in alabaster?<br />

‘<strong>The</strong> Merchant <strong>of</strong> Venice’ (1596-8) act 1, sc. 1, l. 83<br />

<strong>The</strong>re are a sort <strong>of</strong> men whose visages<br />

Do cream and mantle like a standing pond,<br />

And do a wilful stillness entertain,

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