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The Oxford Dictionary of Quotations Preface

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Things base and vile, holding no quantity,<br />

Love can transpose to form and dignity.<br />

Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind,<br />

And therefore is wing’d Cupid painted blind.<br />

‘A Midsummer Night’s Dream’ (1595-6) act 1, sc. 1, l. 226<br />

<strong>The</strong> most lamentable comedy, and most cruel death <strong>of</strong> Pyramus and Thisby.<br />

‘A Midsummer Night’s Dream’ (1595-6) act 1, sc. 2, l. [11]<br />

Masters, spread yourselves.<br />

‘A Midsummer Night’s Dream’ (1595-6) act 1, sc. 2, l. [16]<br />

If I do it, let the audience look to their eyes.<br />

‘A Midsummer Night’s Dream’ (1595-6) act 1, sc. 2, l. [28]<br />

I could play Ercles rarely, or a part to tear a cat in, to make all split.<br />

‘A Midsummer Night’s Dream’ (1595-6) act 1, sc. 2, l. [31]<br />

This is Ercles’ vein, a tyrant’s vein.<br />

‘A Midsummer Night’s Dream’ (1595-6) act 1, sc. 2, l. [43]<br />

Nay, faith, let me not play a woman; I have a beard coming.<br />

‘A Midsummer Night’s Dream’ (1595-6) act 1, sc. 2, l. [50]<br />

I will roar, that I will do any man’s heart good to hear me; I will roar, that I will make the duke<br />

say, ‘Let him roar again, let him roar again.’<br />

‘A Midsummer Night’s Dream’ (1595-6) act 1, sc. 2, l. [73]<br />

I will roar you as gently as any sucking dove; I will roar you as ’twere any nightingale.<br />

‘A Midsummer Night’s Dream’ (1595-6) act 1, sc. 2, l. [85]<br />

Pyramus is a sweet-faced man; a proper man, as one shall see in a summer’s day.<br />

‘A Midsummer Night’s Dream’ (1595-6) act 1, sc. 2, l. [89]<br />

Hold, or cut bow-strings.<br />

‘A Midsummer Night’s Dream’ (1595-6) act 1, sc. 2, l. [115]<br />

Puck: How now, spirit! whither wander you?<br />

Fairy: Over hill, over dale,<br />

Thorough bush, thorough brier,<br />

Over park, over pale,<br />

Thorough flood, thorough fire,<br />

I do wander everywhere,<br />

Swifter than the moone’s sphere;<br />

And I serve the fairy queen,<br />

To dew her orbs upon the green:<br />

<strong>The</strong> cowslips tall her pensioners be;<br />

In their gold coats spots you see;<br />

Those be rubies, fairy favours,<br />

In those freckles live their savours:<br />

I must go seek some dew-drops here,

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