Part 17 (1/2)

Act iii. Sc. 8.

Truly, I would the G.o.ds had made thee poetical.

Act iv. Sc. 1.

I had rather have a fool to make me merry, than experience to make me sad.

Act iv. Sc. 1.

Men have died from time to time, and worms have eaten them, but not for love.

Act iv. Sc. 3.

Pacing through the forest, Chewing the food of sweet and bitter fancy.

Act v. Sc. 2.

How bitter a thing it is to look into happiness through another man's eyes!

Act v. Sc. 4.

Your _If_ is the only peacemaker; much virtue in _If_.

Epilogue.

Good wine needs no bush.

TAMING OF THE SHREW.

Act iv. Sc. 1,

And thereby hangs a tale.

Act v. Sc. 2.

My cake is dough.