cimorene

some of which are quoted [here], and all of which come from a lovely book which i own by wayne hill and cynthia öttchen.

"die a beggar."

"let's meet as little as we can."

"you lisp and wear strange suits."

thus he his special nothing ever prologues.

if thou be'st not an ass, i am a youth of fourteen.

so, my good window of lattice, fare thee well; thy casement i need not open, for i look through thee.

you jackanapes with scarves!

he has much worthy blame laid upon him.
-all's well that ends well

die a beggar.

think, and die.
-antony and cleopatra

hath not fortune sent this fool to cut off the argument?

sweep on you fat and greasy citizens!

his brain is as dry as the remainder biscuit after a voyage.

let's meet as little as we can.

i do frown on thee with all my heart, and if mine eyes can wound, now let them kill thee.

tis such fools as you that makes the world full of ill-favour'd children.

sell when you can; you are not for all markets.

you lisp and wear strange suits.

you met your wife's wit going to your neighbour's bed.

i had as lief be wooed of a snail.
-as you like it