William Shakespeare, Love's Labour's Lost

"When icicles hang by the wall, And Dick the shepherd blows his nail,And Tom bears logs into the hall, And milk comes frozen home in pail, When blood is nipp'd, and ways be foul,Then nightly sings the staring owl, To-whit! To-who!—a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doe blow,And coughing drowns the parson's saw, And birds sit brooding in the snow, And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring owl,To-whit! To-who!—a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot."

"BEROWNE: What time o' day?ROSALINE: The hour that fools should ask."

"From women's eyes this doctrine I derive:They are the ground, the books, the academes,From whence doth spring the true Promethean fire."

"Beauty is bought by judgement of the eye."

"Sir, he hath not fed of the dainties that are bred in a book; He hath not eat paper, as it were; he hath not drunk ink; his intellect is not replenished; he is only an animal, only sensible in the duller parts... (Act IV, Scene II)"

"Never durst a poet touch a pen to write Until his ink was tempered with love's sighs."

"To move wild laughter in the throat of death? It cannot be, it is impossible: Mirth cannot move a soul in agony."

"They have been at a great feast of languages, and stolen the scraps."

"From women's eyes this doctrine I derive:They sparkle still the right Promethean fire;They are the books, the arts, the academes,That show, contain and nourish all the world."

"Come on then, I will swear to study so To know the thing I am forbid to know- Berowne"