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An arrant traitor as any is in the universal world, or in France, or in England ! King Henry V. Act iv. Sc. 8.

There is occasions and causes why and wherefore in all things.

Act v. Sc. 1. By this' leek, I will most horribly revenge: I eat and eat, I swear.

Ibid.

All hell shall stir for this.

Ibid.

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If he be not fellow with the best king, thou shalt find the best king of good fellows.

Sc. 2. Hung be the heavens with black, yield day to night!

King Henry VI. Part I. Act i. Sc. 1.
Halcyon days.

Sc. 2.
Between two hawks, which flies the higher pitch ;
Between two dogs, which hath the deeper mouth;
Between two blades, which bears the better temper;
Between two horses, which doth bear him best;
Between two girls, which hath the merriest eye,
I have perhaps some shallow spirit of judgment;
But in these nice sharp quillets of the law,
Good faith, I am no wiser than a daw.

Act ii. Sc. 4,
Delays have dangerous ends.1

dct iii. Sc. 2. She's beautiful, and therefore to be wooed; She is a woman, therefore to be won.

Act v. Sc. 3,

Main chance.?

Part II. Act i. Sc. 1.

Sc. 3.

Could I come near your beauty with my nails,
I'd set my ten commandments in your face.
Smooth runs the water where the brook is deep.3

Act i. Sc. 1.

1 All delays are dangerous in war. - DRYDEN: Tyrannic Love, act i. sc. 1. 2 Have a care oth' main chance. — BUTLER: Hudibras, part ii. canto ii.

Be careful still the main chance. — DEYDEX: Persius, satire vi.

See Lyly, page 33. 3 See Raleigh, page 25.

What stronger breastplate than a heart untainted !
Thrice is he armed that hath his quarrel just,
And he but naked, though locked up in steel,
Whose conscience with injustice is corrupted."

King Henry VI. Part II. Act iii. Sc. 2. He dies, and makes no sign.

Sc. 3.

Close

up

his eyes and draw the curtain close; And let us all to meditation.

Toid.

The gaudy, blabbing, and remorseful day
Is crept into the bosom of the sea.

Act iv. Sc. 1.

There shall be in England seven halfpenny loaves sold for a penny; the three-hooped pot shall have ten hoops; and I will make it felony to drink small beer.

Sc. 2.

Is not this a lamentable thing, that of the skin of an innocent lamb should be made parchment ? that parchment, being scribbled o’er, should undo a man? Ibid.

Sir, he made a chimney in my father's house, and the bricks are alive at this day to testify it.

Ibid. Thou hast most traitorously corrupted the youth of the realm in erecting a grammar-school; and whereas, before, our forefathers had no other books but the score and the tally, thou hast caused printing to be used, and, contrary to the king, his crown and dignity, thou hast built a paper-mill.

Sc. 7. How sweet a thing it is to wear a crown, Within whose circuit is Elysium And all that poets feign of bliss and joy!

Part III. Act i. Sc. 2. And many strokes, though with a little axe, Hew down and fell the hardest-timbered oak.

Act i. Sc. 1.

1 See Marlowe, page 40.

The smallest worm will turn, being trodden on.

King Henry V1. Part III. Act ü. Sc. 2.

Didst thou never hear
That things ill got had ever bad success ?
And happy always was it for that son
Whose father for his hoarding went to hell ?

Ibid.
Warwick, peace,
Proud setter up and puller down of kings ! Act iii. Sc. 3.
A little fire is quickly trodden out;
Which, being suffered, rivers cannot quench. Act iv. Sc. 8.
Suspicion always haunts the guilty mind;
The thief doth fear each bush an officer.

Act v. Sc. 6.

Now is the winter of our discontent
Made glorious suminer by this sun of York,
And all the clouds that loured upon our house
In the deep bosom of the ocean buried.
Now are our brows bound with victorious wreaths,
Our bruised arms hung up for monuments,
Our stern alarums changed to merry meetings,
Our dreadful marches to delightful measures.
Grim-visaged war hath smoothed his wrinkled front;
And now, instead of mounting barbed steeds
To fright the souls of fearful adversaries,
He capers nimbly in a lady's chamber
To the lascivious pleasing of a lute.
But I, that am not shaped for sportive tricks,
Nor made to court an amorous looking-glass;
I, that am rudely stamped, and want love's majesty
To strut before a wanton ambling nymph;
I, that am curtailed of this fair proportion,
Cheated of feature by dissembling nature,
Deformed, unfinished, sent before my time
Into this breathing world, scarce half made up,
And that so lamely and unfashionable
That dogs bark at me as I halt by them,

Why, I, in this weak piping time of peace,
Have no delight to pass away the time,
Unless to spy my shadow in the sun.

King Richard III. Act i. Sc. 1. To leave this keen encounter of our wits.

Sc. 2.

Was ever woman in this humour wooed ?
Was ever woman in this humour won ?

Ibid.

Framed in the prodigality of nature.

Sc. 2. The world is grown so bad, That wrens make prey where eagles dare not perch.

Sc. 3. And thus I clothe my naked villany With old odd ends stolen out of ? holy writ, And seem a saint when most I play the devil. Ibid. Oh, I have passed a miserable night, So full of ugly sights, of ghastly dreams, That, as I am a Christian faithful man, I would not spend another such a night, Though 't were to buy a world of happy days.

Sc. 4. Lord, Lord ! methought, what pain it was to drown! What dreadful noise of waters in mine ears! What ugly sights of death within mine eyes ! Methought I saw a thousand fearful wrecks, Ten thousand men that fishes gnawed upon, Wedges of gold, great anchors, heaps of pearl, Inestimable stones, unvalued jewels, All scattered in the bottom of the sea : Some lay in dead men's skulls : and in those holes Where eyes did once inhabit, there were crept, As 't were in scorn of eyes, reflecting gems.

Ibid. A parlous boy.

Act ii, Sc. 4.

1 For fools rush in where angels fear to tread. – POPE: Essay on Criticism, part ii. line 66.

2 “ Stolen forth " in White and Knight.

So wise so young, they say, do never live long."

King Richard III. Act . Sc. 1. Off with his head ! ?

Sc. 4. Lives like a drunken sailor on a mast, Ready with every nod to tumble down.

Ibid. Even in the afternoon of her best days.

Sc. 7. Thou troublest me ; I am not in the vein.

Act iv. Sc. 2. Their lips were four red roses on a stalk.

Sc. 3. The sons of Edward sleep in Abraham's bosom. Ibid. Let not the heavens hear these tell-tale women Rail on the Lord's anointed.

Sc. 4. Tetchy and wayward.

Ibid. An honest tale speeds best, being plainly told. Ibid. Thus far into the bowels of the land Have we marched on without impediment. Act v. Sc. 2. True hope is swift, and flies with swallow's wings; Kings it makes gods, and meaner creatures kings. Ibid. The king's name is a tower of strength.

Sc. 3. Give me another horse : bind up my wounds. Ibid. O coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me! Ibid. My conscience hath a thousand several tongues, And every tongue brings in a several tale, tale condemns me for a villain.

Ibid. The early village cock Hath twice done salutation to the morn.

Ibid. By the apostle Paul, shadows to-night Have struck more terror to the soul of Richard Than can the substance of ten thousand soldiers. Ibid.

And every

1 A little too wise, they say, do ne'er live long. - MIDDLETON : The Phaniz, act i. sc. 1.

2 Off with his head! so much for Buckingham! - CIBBER: Richard III. (altered), act iv. sc. 3.

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