Two Gentlemen of Verona. 1. Home-keeping youth have ever homely wits. 2. I will be thy bead'sman. 3. From a pound to a pin? A. I. S. I. Valentine. A. I. S. I. Proteus. 4. Fire, that's closest kept, burns most of all. A. I. S. 2. Lucetta. 5. I see, you have a month's mind to them. 6. Love's a mighty lord. A. I. S. 2. Julia. A. 2. S. 4. Valentine. 7. Then never dream on infamy, but go. A. 2. S. 7. Lucetta. 8. Time is the nurse and breeder of all good. 9. Thereof comes the proverb,-Blessing of your heart, you brew good ale. A. 3. S. 1. Proteus. A. 3. S. 1. Launce. 10. To be slow in words is a woman's only virtue. II. It is an honourable kind of thievery. 12. Make a virtue of necessity. A. 3. S. 1. Launce. A. 4. S. I. Speed. A. 4. S. I. 2d Outlaw. 13. We detest such vile base practices. A. 4. S. I. 3d Outlaw. B 14. Methinks you're allycholy. 15. O, 'tis a foul thing when a cur in all companies! A. 4. S. 2. Host. cannot keep himself A. 4. S. 4. Launce. 16. Thou hast entertain'd A fox, to be shepherd of thy lambs. 17. Black men are pearls in beauteous ladies' eyes. A. 4. S. 4. Julia. A. 5. S. 2. Proteus. 18. In love, Who respects friend? A. 5. S. 4. Proteus. 19. Better have none Than plural faith, which is too much by one. 20. Thou friend of an ill fashion! 21. The private wound is deepest. A. 5. S. 4. Silvia. A. 5. S. 4. Valentine. A. 5. S. 4. Valentine. Love's Labour's Lost. 22. Fat paunches have lean pates, and dainty bits Make rich the ribs, but bankrupt quite the wits. A. I. S. I. Longaville. 23. The spring is near, when green geese are a-breeding. A. I. S. I. Biron. 24. Climb o'er the house to unlock the little gate. A. I. S. I. Biron. 25. 'Tis won, as towns, with fire; so won, so lost. A. I. S. I. Biron. 26. A man of fire-new words, fashion's own knight. A. I. S. I. Biron. 27. The style shall give us cause to climb in the merri ness. 28. And God defend the right! A. I. S. I. Biron. A. I. S. I. Costard. 29. This is not so well as I looked for, but the best that ever I heard. 30. I'll lay my head to any good man's hat. A. I. S. I. Biron. A. I. S. I. Biron. 31. Welcome the sour cup of prosperity! Affliction may one day smile again, and till then, sit thee down, sorrow! 32. That were fast and loose. A. I. S. I. Costard. A. I. S. 2. Moth. |