The Oxford Dictionary of Quotations Preface

Allaying both their fury, and my passion,
With its sweet air.
‘The Tempest’ (1611) act 1, sc. 2, l. 389
Full fathom five thy father lies;
Of his bones are coral made:
Those are pearls that were his eyes:
Nothing of him that doth fade,
But doth suffer a sea-change
Into something rich and strange.
Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell:
Ding-dong.
Hark! now I hear them,—ding-dong, bell.
‘The Tempest’ (1611) act 1, sc. 2, l. 394
The fringéd curtains of thine eye advance,
And say what thou seest yond.
‘The Tempest’ (1611) act 1, sc. 2, l. 405
At the first sight
They have changed eyes.
‘The Tempest’ (1611) act 1, sc. 2, l. 437
He receives comfort like cold porridge.
‘The Tempest’ (1611) act 2, sc. 1, l. 10
Look, he’s winding up the watch of his wit, by and by it will strike.
‘The Tempest’ (1611) act 2, sc. 1, l. [12]
What’s past is prologue.
‘The Tempest’ (1611) act 2, sc. 1, l. [261]
They’ll take suggestion as a cat laps milk.
‘The Tempest’ (1611) act 2, sc. 1, l. [296]
A very ancient and fish-like smell.
‘The Tempest’ (1611) act 2, sc. 2, l. [27]
When they will not give a doit to relieve a lame beggar, they will lay out ten to see a dead
Indian.
‘The Tempest’ (1611) act 2, sc. 2, l. [33]
Misery acquaints a man with strange bedfellows.
‘The Tempest’ (1611) act 2, sc. 2, l. [42]
Well, here’s my comfort. [Drinks.]
The master, the swabber, the boatswain and I,
The gunner and his mate,
Loved Mall, Meg, and Marian and Margery,
But none of us cared for Kate;
For she had a tongue with a tang,