Thou calledst me a dog before thou hadst a cause. But since I am a dog$$$ beware my fangs.
The devil can cite Scripture for his purpose.
If you prick us$$$ do we not bleed? if you tickle us$$$ do we not laugh? if you poison us$$$ do we not die? and if you wrong us$$$ shall we not revenge?
Mislike me not for my complexion$$$ the shadowed livery of the burnished sun$$$ to whom I am a neighbor and near bred. Bring me the fairest creature northward born$$$ where Phoebus' fire scarce thaws the icicles$$$ and let us make incision for your love$$$ to prove whose blood is reddest$$$ his or mine.
I am a Jew. Hath not a Jew eyes? Hath not a Jew hands$$$ organs$$$ dimensions$$$ senses$$$ affections$$$ passions? Fed with the same food$$$ hurt with the same weapons$$$ subject to the same diseases$$$ healed by the same means$$$ warmed and cooled by the same winter and summer as a Christian is? If you prick us$$$ do we not bleed? If you tickle us; do we not laugh? If you poison us$$$ do we not die? And if you wrong us$$$ shall we not revenge? If we are like you in the rest$$$ we will resemble you in that. If a Jew wrong a Christian$$$ what is his humility? Revenge.
In his motion like an angel sings$$$ still quiring to the young-eyed cherubins; Such harmony is in immortal souls$$$ but whilst this muddy vesture of decay doth grossly close us in$$$ we cannot hear it.
I love her heartily. For she is wise$$$ if I can judge of her$$$ and fair she is$$$ if that mine eyes be true$$$ and true she is$$$ as she hath proved herself.
The man that hath no music in himself$$$ nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds$$$ is fit for treasons$$$ stratagems$$$ and spoils; The motions of his spirit are dull as night$$$ and his affections dark as Erebus. Let no such man be trusted.
With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come.
How far that little candle throws his beams! So shines a good deed in a weary world.