Misery acquaints a man with strange bedfellows. (II.ii.)
Thou does me yet but little hurt. Thou wilt
anon, I know it by thy trembling. (II.ii.)
That’s a brave god, and bears celestial liquor. I will
kneel to him. (II.ii.)
Act II: Scene ii Quotes
Misery acquaints a man with strange bedfellows. (II.ii.)
Thou does me yet but little hurt. Thou wilt
anon, I know it by thy trembling. (II.ii.)
That’s a brave god, and bears celestial liquor. I will
kneel to him. (II.ii.)