A host of tongues; but let ill tidings


Themselves when they be felt.

Ant. and Cleo. ii. 5.

Greatness, once fallen out with fortune,

Must fall out with men too.

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Golden lads and girls all must,

As chimney-sweepers, come to dust.

Cymbeline, iv. 2.

Good wine is a good familiar crea

ture, if it be well used.

Othello, ii. 3.

Good name, in man and woman,

Is the immediate jewel of their souls.

Othello, iii. 3.

Good things should be praised.

T. G. of Ver. iii. 1.

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homely wits.

have ever

T. G. of Ver. i. 1.

He that dies pays all debts.

Tempest, iii. 2.

He that is well hanged in this world

needs to fear no colours.

T. Night, i. 5.

Happy are they that hear their own detractions, and can put them to


Much Ado, ii. 3.

Hold, or cut bow-strings.

M. N. Dream, i. 2.

He wants wit that wants resolved will To learn his wit to exchange the bad

for better.

T. G. of Ver. ii. 6.

He must observe their mood on whom

he jests,

The quality of persons, and the time.

T. Night, iii. 1.

He who the sword of heaven will bear

Should be as holy as severe.

Meas. for Meas. iii. 2.

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Hanging and wiving goes by destiny.

Mer. of Ven. ii. 9.

He is well paid that is well satisfied.

Mer. of Ven. iv. 1.

How full of briars is this working

day world!

As You Like It, i. 3.

Half won is a match well made.

All's Well, iv. 3.

He that a fool doth very wisely hit
Doth very foolishly, although he smart,
Not to seem senseless of the bob.

As You Like It, ii. 7.

How bitter a thing it is to look into happiness through another man's eyes! As You Like It, v. 2.

He that of greatest works is finisher

Oft does them by the weakest minister.
All's Well, ii. 1.

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Honours thrive

When rather from our acts we them


Than our foregoers.

All's Well, ii. 3.

Happy man be his dole!

Merry Wives, iii. 4; T. of Shrew, i. 1; W.

Tale, i. 2; 1 Henry IV. ii. 1.

He that runs fastest gets the ring.

T. of Shrew, i. 1.

He that is giddy thinks the world

turns round.

T. of Shrew, v. 2.

How sometimes nature will betray its


Its tenderness, and make itself a pas


To harder bosoms!

W. Tale, i. 2

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