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| William Shakespeare. (15641616) (continued) |
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When mercy seasons justice. Therefore, Jew, Though justice be thy plea, consider this, That in the course of justice none of us Should see salvation: we do pray for mercy; And that same prayer doth teach us all to render The deeds of mercy. |
| The Merchant of Venice. Act iv. Sc. 1. |
| 688 |
| A Daniel come to judgment! yea, a Daniel! |
| The Merchant of Venice. Act iv. Sc. 1. |
| 689 |
| Is it so nominated in the bond? 1 |
| The Merchant of Venice. Act iv. Sc. 1. |
| 690 |
| T is not in the bond. |
| The Merchant of Venice. Act iv. Sc. 1. |
| 691 |
| Speak me fair in death. |
| The Merchant of Venice. Act iv. Sc. 1. |
| 692 |
| An upright judge, a learned judge! |
| The Merchant of Venice. Act iv. Sc. 1. |
| 693 |
A second Daniel, a Daniel, Jew! Now, infidel, I have you on the hip. |
| The Merchant of Venice. Act iv. Sc. 1. |
| 694 |
| I thank thee, Jew, for teaching me that word. |
| The Merchant of Venice. Act iv. Sc. 1. |
| 695 |
You take my house when you do take the prop That doth sustain my house; you take my life When you do take the means whereby I live. |
| The Merchant of Venice. Act iv. Sc. 1. |
| 696 |
| He is well paid that is well satisfied. |
| The Merchant of Venice. Act iv. Sc. 1. |
| 697 |
How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank! Here we will sit and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears: soft stillness and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold: There s not the smallest orb which thou beholdst But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring to the young-eyed cherubins. Such harmony is in immortal souls; But whilst this muddy vesture of decay Doth grossly close it in, we cannot hear it. |
| The Merchant of Venice. Act. v. Sc. 1. |
| 698 |
| I am never merry when I hear sweet music. |
| The Merchant of Venice. Act. v. Sc. 1. |