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0, pardon me, my liege! but for my tears, the moist impediments unto my speech, I had forestall’d this dear and deep rebuke, ere you with grief had spoke, and I had heard the course of it so far. There is your crown ; and He that wears the crown immortálly, long guard it yours !-P. HEN. IV., 4.
Past, and to come, seem best; things present, worst. -Arch. I., 3.
Rumour is a pipe blown by surmises, jealousy, conjectures; and of so easy and so plain a stop, that the blunt monster with uncounted heads, the still-discordant wavering multitude, can play upon it.-RUM., Induction.
Rumour doth double, like the voice and echo.WAR. III., 1.
See, what a ready tongue suspicion hath! he, that but fears the thing he would not know, hath, by instinct, knowledge from others' eyes, that what he fear'd is chanced.-NORTH. I., 1.
The whiteness in thy cheek is apter than thy tongue to tell thy errand.-NORTH. I., 1.
Thou hast a sigh to blow away this praise.-NORTH. I., 1.
The first bringer of unwelcome news hath but a losing office.-NORTH, I., 1.
The thing that's heavy in itself, upon enforcement, flies with greatest speed.—Mor. I., 1.
'Tis with my mind, as with the tide swell’d up unto its height, that makes a still-stand, running neither way.-NORTH. II., 3.
Then, happy low, lie down! uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.-K. HEN. III., 1.
There is a history in all men's lives, figuring the nature of the times deceas'd: the which observ’d, a man may prophecy, with a near aim, of the main chance of things as yet not come to life; which in their seeds, and weak beginnings, lie intreasured.-WAR. III., 1.
Thou hid'st a thousand daggers in thy thoughts ; which thou hast whetted on thy stony heart, to stab at half an hour of my life.-K. HEN. IV., 4.
We are time's subjects, and time bids be gone. HAST. I., 3.
Will fortune never come with both hands full, but write her fair words still in foulest letters ? She either gives a stomach, and no food,—such are the poor, in health ; or else a feast, and takes away the stomach,such are the rich, that have abundance, and enjoy it not.-K. HEN. IV., 4.
Yea, this man's brow, like to a title-leaf, foretels the nature of a tragic volume.-NORTH. I., 1.
You are too great to be by me gainsaid.-Mor. I., 1.
King Henry the Fifth.
As many several ways meet in one town; as many fresh streams run in one self sea; as many lines close in the dial's center; so many a thousand actions, once afoot, end in one purpose, and be all well borne without defeat.-CANT. Act I., Scene 2.
Advantage is a better soldier than rashness.-MONT.
A fool's bolt is soon shot.--ORL. III., 7.
All things are ready, if our minds be so.-K. HEN. IV., 3.
A good heart, Kate, is the sun and moon; or, rather, the
sun, and not the moon; for it shines bright, and never changes, but keeps its course truly.-K. HEN. V.., 2.
Consideration like an angel came, and whipp'd the offending Adam out of him; leaving his body as a paradise, to envelop and contain celestial spirits.1.
Every wretch, pining and pale before, beholding him, plucks comfort from his looks: a largess universal, like the sun, his liberal eye doth give to every one, thawing cold fear.-CHOR. IV.
Every man that dies ill, the ill is
his own head. -WILL. IV., 1.
Familiar in their mouths as household words.-K. HEN. IV., 3.
Give the devil his due.-ORL. III., 7.
How smooth and even do they bear themselves! as if allegiance in their bosom sat, crowned with faith, and constant loyalty.--WEST. II., 2.
He is as full of valour, as of kindness; princely in both.-BED. IV., 3.
Haply, a woman's voice may do some good, when articles, too nicely urg'd, be stood on.-Q. ISAB. V., 2.
If little faults, proceeding on distemper, shall not be wink'd at, how shall we stretch our eye, when capital crimes, chew'd, swallow'd, and digested, appear before us ?-K. HEN. II., 2.
Ill will never said well.-ORL. III.,
I and my bosom must debate a while.-K. HEN. IV., 1.
If it be a sin to covet honour, I am the most offending soul alive.-K. HEN. IV., 3.
I did never know so full a voice issue from so empty a heart: but the saying is true,—the empty vessel makes the greatest sound.-Boy, IV., 4.
I had not so much of man in me, but all my mother came in mine eyes, and gave me up to tears.—ExE. IV., 6.
Miracles are ceas'd; and therefore we must needs admit the means, how things are perfected.-CANT.
Many things, having full reference to one consent, may work contrariously.-CANT. I., 2.
Men are merriest when they are from home.K. HEN. I., 2.
Nice customs curt'sy to great kings.-K. HEN. V., 2.