The Merchant of Venice. Act v. Sc. 1.
How far that little candle throws his beams!
So shines a good deed in a naughty world.
The Merchant of Venice. Act v. Sc. 1.
How many things by season season'd are
To their right praise and true perfection!
The Merchant of Venice. Act v. Sc. 1.
This night methinks is but the daylight sick.
The Merchant of Venice. Act v. Sc. 1.
These blessed candles of the night.