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Shakespeare quotes on thanksThat wishing well had not a body in't Which might be felt; that we, the poorer born, Whose baser stars do shut us up in wishes, Might with effects of them follow our friends And show what we alone must think, which never Returns us thanks Fare thee well, kind maid; Thy pains, not us'd, must by thyself be paid; Proffers not took reap thanks for their reward Enter CLEOPATRA, attended [To SCARUS] Give me thy hand- To this great fairy I'll commend thy acts, Make her thanks bless thee If he please To give me conquer'd Egypt for my son, He gives me so much of mine own as I Will kneel to him with thanks Well then, if ever I thank any man, I'll thank you; but that they call compliment is like th' encounter of two dog-apes; and when a man thanks me heartily, methinks have given him a penny, and he renders me the beggarly thanks Well encounter'd! 'Tis almost night; you shall have better cheer Ere you depart, and thanks to stay and eat it Beggar that I am, I am even poor in thanks; but I thank you; and sure, dear friends, my thanks are too dear a halfpenny I disprais'd him before the wicked- that the wicked might not fall in love with thee; in which doing, I have done the part of a careful friend and a true subject; and thy father is to give me thanks for it Say, Lord Chamberlain, They have done my poor house grace; for which I pay 'em A thousand thanks, and pray 'em take their pleasures Spirits are not finely touch'd But to fine issues; nor Nature never lends The smallest scruple of her excellence But, like a thrifty goddess, she determines Herself the glory of a creditor, Both thanks and use For that which, if myself might be his Source: MEASURE FOR MEASURE I will go tell him of fair Hermia's flight; Then to the wood will he to-morrow night Pursue her; and for this intelligence If I have thanks, it is a dear expense This and my food are equals; there's no odds.' Feasts are too proud to give thanks to the gods I have had my labour for my travail, ill thought on of her and ill thought on of you; gone between and between, but small thanks for my labour Marry, she says your dog was a cur, and tells you currish thanks is good enough for such a present Will go yet? Force me to keep you as a prisoner, Not like a guest; so you shall pay your fees When you depart, and save your thanks Quotes for: Shakespeare Quotes
Source: Project Gutenburg Texts
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