The Oxford Dictionary of Quotations Preface

‘The Taming Of The Shrew’ (1592) act 5, sc. 2, l. 162
7.66.31 The Tempest
What cares these roarers for the name of king?
‘The Tempest’ (1611) act 1, sc. 1, l. [18]
He hath no drowning mark upon him; his complexion is perfect gallows.
‘The Tempest’ (1611) act 1, sc. 1, l. [33]
Now would I give a thousand furlongs of sea for an acre of barren ground; long heath, brown
furze, any thing. The wills above be done! but I would fain die a dry death.
‘The Tempest’ (1611) act 1, sc. 1, l. [70]
O! I have suffer’d
With those that I saw suffer: a brave vessel,
Who had, no doubt, some noble creatures in her,
Dashed all to pieces. O! the cry did knock
Against my very heart. Poor souls, they perished.
‘The Tempest’ (1611) act 1, sc. 2, l. 5
What seest thou else
In the dark backward and abysm of time?
‘The Tempest’ (1611) act 1, sc. 2, l. 49
Your tale, sir, would cure deafness.
‘The Tempest’ (1611) act 1, sc. 2, l. 106
My library
Was dukedom large enough.
‘The Tempest’ (1611) act 1, sc. 2, l. 109
The still-vexed Bermoothes.
‘The Tempest’ (1611) act 1, sc. 2, l. 229
For this, be sure, tonight thou shalt have cramps.
‘The Tempest’ (1611) act 1, sc. 2, l. 325
You taught me language; and my profit on’t
Is, I know how to curse: the red plague rid you,
For learning me your language!
‘The Tempest’ (1611) act 1, sc. 2, l. 363
Come unto these yellow sands,
And then take hands:
Curtsied when you have, and kissed,—
The wild waves whist,—
Foot it featly here and there;
And, sweet sprites, the burden bear.
‘The Tempest’ (1611) act 1, sc. 2, l. 375
This music crept by me upon the waters,