And He that doth the ravens feed,
Yea, providently caters for the sparrow,
Be comfort to my age!”
As You Like It. ACT II Scene 3.
“I must have liberty
Withal, as large a charter as the wind,
To blow on whom I please.
As You Like It. ACT II Scene 7.
“Blow, blow, thou winter wind!
Thou art not so unkind
As man’s ingratitude.”
As You Like It. ACT II Scene 7.
Down on your knees,
And thank Heaven, fasting, for a good man’s love.”
As You Like It. ACT III Scene 5.