Petruchio: Why, this was moulded on a porringer; A velvet dish. Fie, fie! 'tis lewd and filthy; Why, 'tis a cockle or a walnut-shell, A knack, a toy, a trick, a baby's cap. Away with it. Come, let me have a bigger.

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The Taming of the Shrew [IV, 3]

Crochet hat

"Liberty plucks justice by the nose,
The baby beats the nurse, and quite athwart
Goes all decorum."
- William Shakespeare, "Measure for Measure" (Act 1, Scene 3)

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Grapple your minds to sternage of this navy, and leave your England, as dead midnight still, guarded with grandsires, babies, and old women.

- Henry V

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Last Rays Of Sunset

"In me thou seest the twilight of such day
As after sunset fadeth in the west,
Which by and by black night doth take away,"
- #ShakespeareSunday, Sonnet 73

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Fife, eastern #Scotland.

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“All the world's a stage, and all the men and women merely players. They have their exits and their entrances; And one man in his time has found his exit can be used as an entrance and had the best night of his life.”
- a vers from As He Likes It

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Stand Of Trees

"And wakes the morning, from whose silver breast
The sun ariseth in his majesty;
Who doth the world so gloriously behold
That cedar-tops and hills seem burnish'd gold."
- #ShakespeareSunday, Venus and Adonis

From my bedroom window in Fife, #Scotland.

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Truly, thou art damned like an ill-roasted egg, all on one side.

As You Like It: Act 3, Scene 2

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