STEPHANO: Here; swear then how thou escapedst. TRINCULO: Swam ashore man, like a duck; I can swim like a duck, I'll be sworn. STEPHANO: Here, kiss the book. Though thou canst swim like a duck, thou art made like a goose.
Sweets to the sweet! Farewell. Hamlet Prince of Denmark (Gertrude, Queen of Denmark at V, i)
Stiffen the sinews, summon up the blood.
Straining upon the start. The game's afoot.
Such comfort as do lusty young men feel When well-apparelled April on the heel Of limping Winter treads, even such delight Among fresh fennel buds shall you this night Inherit at my house. Romeo and Juliet (Capulet at I, ii)
Superfluity comes sooner by white hairs, but competency lives longer.
Sweet are the uses of adversity, which like the toad, ugly and venomous, wears yet a precious jewel in his head; and this our life, exempt from public haunt, finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, sermons in stones, and good in everything. As You Like It (Duke Senior at II, i)
Superfluous branches we lop away, that bearing boughs may live. Richard II, Act iii, Scene 4
Sweet Beatrice, wouldst thou come when I called thee? BEATRICE: Yea, signior, and depart when you bid me. BENEDICK: O, stay but till then! BEATRICE: 'Then' is spoken; fare you well now.
Swift as a shadow, short as any dream, brief as the lightning in the collied night, that, in a spleen, unfolds both heaven and earth, and ere a man hath power to say, â€” Behold! The jaws of darkness do devour it up: so quick bright things come to confusion.