C.N. Douglas, comp. Forty Thousand Quotations: Prose and Poetical. 1917.


  • Muse not that I thus suddenly proceed;
  • For what I will, I will, and there’s an end.
  • Shakespeare.

  • Although
  • The air of paradise did fan the house,
  • And angels offic’d all; I will be gone.
  • Shakespeare.

  • I’ll speak to it, though hell itself should gape,
  • And bid me hold my peace.
  • Shakespeare.