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John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.

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William Shakespeare. (1564–1616)
 
373
    I would fain die a dry death.
          The Tempest. Act i. Sc. 1.
374
    Now would I give a thousand furlongs of sea for an acre of barren ground.
          The Tempest. Act i. Sc. 1.
375
    What seest thou else
In the dark backward and abysm of time?
          The Tempest. Act i. Sc. 2.
376
    I, thus neglecting worldly ends, all dedicated
To closeness and the bettering of my mind.
          The Tempest. Act i. Sc. 2.
377
    Like one
Who having into truth, by telling of it,
Made such a sinner of his memory,
To credit his own lie.
          The Tempest. Act i. Sc. 2.
378
    My library
Was dukedom large enough.
          The Tempest. Act i. Sc. 2.
379
    Knowing I lov’d my books, he furnish’d me
From mine own library with volumes that
I prize above my dukedom.
          The Tempest. Act i. Sc. 2.
380
    From the still-vexed Bermoothes.
          The Tempest. Act i. Sc. 2.
381
    I will be correspondent to command,
And do my spiriting gently.
          The Tempest. Act i. Sc. 2.
382
    Fill all thy bones with aches.
          The Tempest. Act i. Sc. 2.
383
    Come unto these yellow sands,
  And then take hands:
Courtsied when you have, and kiss’d
  The wild waves whist.
          The Tempest. Act i. Sc. 2.
384
    Full fathom five thy father lies;
  Of his bones are coral made;
Those are pearls that were his eyes:
  Nothing of him that doth fade
But doth suffer a sea-change
Into something rich and strange.
          The Tempest. Act i. Sc. 2.