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Most incident to maids ; bold oxlips and
When you do dance, I wish you
Ibid. I love ballad in print o' life, for then we are sure they are true.
Ibid. To unpathed waters, undreamed shores.
Ibid. Lord of thy presence and no land beside.
King John. Act i. Sc. 1. Α; if his name be George, I'll call him Peter; For new-made honour doth forget men's names. Ibid. For he is but a bastard to the time That doth not smack of observation.
Ibid. Sweet, sweet, sweet poison for the age's tooth. Ibid. For courage mounteth with occasion.
Act ii. Sc. 1. I would that I were low laid in my grave : I am not worth this coil that's made for me.
Ibid. Saint George, that swinged the dragon, and e'er since Sits on his horse back at mine hostess' door.
Ibid. He is the half part of a blessed man, Left to be finished by such as she; And she a fair divided excellence, Whose fulness of perfection lies in him.
Ibid. Talks as familiarly of roaring lions As maids of thirteen do of puppy-dogs!
Ibid.3 Zounds! I was never so bethump’d with words Since I first call’d my brother's father dad.
1 Act iv. Sc. 3 in Dyce, Knight, Singer, Staunton, and White.
I will instruct my sorrows to be proud;
King John Act iii. Sc. 1.1
Here I and sorrows sit;
Thou slave, thou wretch, thou coward !
That no Italian priest Shall tithe or toll in our dominions.
Ibid. Grief fills the room up of
absent child, Lies in his bed, walks
and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form. Sc. 4. Life is as tedious as a twice-told tale Vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man.
Ibid. When Fortune means to men most good, She looks upon them with a threatening eye.? Ibid. And he that stands upon a slippery place Makes nice of no vile hold to stay him up.
Ibid. How now, foolish rheum !
Act iv. Sc. 1. To gild refined gold, to paint the lily, To throw a perfume on the violet, To smooth the ice, or add another hue Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish, Is wasteful and ridiculous excess.
1 Act ii. Sc. 2 in White.
2 When fortune flatters, she does it to betray. — Publius SYRUS: Maxim 278.
And oftentimes excusing of a fault
King John. Act ir. Sc. 2.
'T is strange that death should sing.
King Richard II. Act i. Sc. 1. In rage deaf as the sea, hasty as fire.
i Qui s'excuse, s'accuse (He who excuses himself accuses himself). – GABRIEL MEURIER: Trésor des Sentences. 1530-1601.
3 See page 63, note 2.
Oh, who can hold a fire in his hand
King Richard II. Act i. Sc. 3.
Act ii. Sc. 1. The setting sun, and music at the close, As the last taste of sweets, is sweetest last, Writ in remembrance more than things long past. Ibid. This royal throne of kings, this sceptred isle, This earth of majesty, this seat of Mars, This other Eden, demi-paradise, This fortress built by Nature for herself Against infection and the hand of war, This happy breed of men, this little world, This precious stone set in the silver sea, Which serves it in the office of a wall Or as a moat defensive to a house, Against the envy of less happier lands, This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England.
Ibid. The ripest fruit first falls.
Ibid. Evermore thanks, the exchequer of the poor. Eating the bitter bread of banishment.
Act iii. Sc. 1. Fires the proud tops of the eastern pines.
Sc. 2. Not all the water in the rough rude sea Can wash the balm off from an anointed king. Ibid. Oh, call back yesterday, bid time return!
Ibid. Let's talk of graves, of worms, and epitaphs.
l-izothing can we call our own but death
that small model of the barren earth
King Richard II. Act üi. Sc. 2.
Act r. Sc. 2.
King Henry II'. Part I. Act i. Sc. 1.
In those holy fields
1 It is easier for a camel to go through the eye of a needle, than for a rich man to enter into the kingdom of God. – Matt. vir. 24.