Most incident to maids; bold oxlips and The crown imperial; lilies of all kinds, The flower-de-luce being one. The Winter's Tale. Act iv. Sc. 4.1 When you do dance, I wish you A wave o' the sea,2 that you might ever do Ibid. I love a ballad in print o' life, for then we are sure they are true. To unpathed waters, undreamed shores. Lord of thy presence and no land beside. Ibid. Ibid. King John. Act i. Sc. 1. And if his name be George, I'll call him Peter; Sweet, sweet, sweet poison for the age's tooth. For courage mounteth with occasion. I would that I were low laid in my grave: Ibid. Ibid. Ibid. Act ii. Sc. 1. Saint George, that swinged the dragon, and e'er since Ibid. Ibid. He is the half part of a blessed man, Left to be finished by such as she; Whose fulness of perfection lies in him. Ibid. Talks as familiarly of roaring lions Zounds! I was never so bethump'd with words 1 Act iv. Sc. 3 in Dyce, Knight, Singer, Staunton, and White. 2 Like a wave of the sea. - James i. 6. 3 Act ii. Sc. 2 in Singer, Staunton, and Knight. Ibid.3 Sc. 2.3 I will instruct my sorrows to be proud; For grief is proud, and makes his owner stoop. Here I and sorrows sit; Here is my throne, bid kings come bow to it. Thou little valiant, great in villany! Thou ever strong upon the stronger side! To teach thee safety. Ibid.1 Ibid. Thou wear a lion's hide! doff it for shame, And hang a calf's-skin on those recreant limbs. Ibid. That no Italian priest Shall tithe or toll in our dominions. Ibid. Grief fills the room up of my absent child, When Fortune means to men most good, To gild refined gold, to paint the lily, To throw a perfume on the violet, To smooth the ice, or add another hue To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish, 1 Act ii. Sc. 2 in White. Sc. 4. Ibid. Ibid. Ibid. Act iv. Sc. 1. Sc. 2. 2 When fortune flatters, she does it to betray. - PUBLIUS SYRUS: Maxim 278. And oftentimes excusing of a fault Doth make the fault the worse by the excuse.1 King John. Act iv. Sc. 2. Ibid. Ibid. We cannot hold mortality's strong hand. I saw a smith stand with his hammer, thus, How oft the sight of means to do ill deeds Mocking the air with colours idly spread. Ibid. Ibid. Ibid. Act v. Sc. 1. "T is strange that death should sing. I am the cygnet to this pale faint swan, His soul and body to their lasting rest. Now my soul hath elbow-room. This England never did, nor never shall, Come the three corners of the world in arms, Sc. 7. Ibid. Ibid. And we shall shock them. Nought shall make us rue, If England to itself do rest but true. Ibid. Old John of Gaunt, time-honoured Lancaster. King Richard II. Act i. Sc. 1. In rage deaf as the sea, hasty as fire. Ibid. The daintiest last, to make the end most sweet. Sc. 3. Truth hath a quiet breast. All places that the eye of heaven visits Ibid. Are to a wise man ports and happy havens. Ibid. 1 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 11. Act i. Sc. 3. The tongues of dying men Enforce attention like deep harmony. Act ii. Sc. 1. The setting sun, and music at the close, This fortress built by Nature for herself Against the envy of less happier lands, Ibid. This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England. Fires the proud tops of the eastern pines. Not all the water in the rough rude sea Act iii. Sc. 1. Sc. 2. Ibid. Ibid. Ibid. A nothing can we call our own but death King Richard II. Act üï. Sc. 2. Comes at the last, and with a little pin He is come to open The purple testament of bleeding war. Gave His body to that pleasant country's earth, As in a theatre, the eyes of men, After a well-graced actor leaves the stage, As for a camel To thread the postern of a small needle's eye.1 So shaken as we are, so wan with care. Ibid. Sc. 3. Ibid. Act iv. Sc. 1. Ibid. Act v. Sc. 2. Ibid. King Henry IV. Part I. Act i. Sc. 1. In those holy fields Over whose acres walked those blessed feet Which fourteen hundred years ago were nail'd For our advantage on the bitter cross. the moon. Sc. 2. Ibid. Diana's foresters, gentlemen of the shade, minions of Old father antic the law. Ibid. 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. xix. 24. |