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King Benry the Sirth.


A heart unspotted is not easily daunted.-GLO. Act III., Scene 1.

A staff is quickly found to beat a dog.–Glo. III.,


Ah, what a sign it is of evil life, when death's approach is seen so terrible !-K. HEN. III., 3.

A suble traitor needs no sophister.-Q. MAR. V.,



Being a woman, I will not be slack to play my part in fortune's pageant.-Duch. I., 2.


Drones suck not eagles' blood, but rob bee-hives.SUF. IV., 1.


Faster than spring-time showers, comes thought on thought; and not a thought, but thinks on dignity.YORK, III., 1.


Forbear to judge, for we are sinners all.-K. HEN. III., 3.


God defend the right !-K. Hen. II., 3.

H Hide not thy poison with such sugar'd words.-K. HEN. III.,



Is he a lamb? his skin is surely lent him, for he's inclin'd as are the ravenous wolves.-Q. MAR. III., 1.

I seek not to wax great by others' waning.-IDEN, IV., 10.

It is great sin, to swear unto a sin; but greater sin, to keep a sinful oath.-SAL. V., 1.


Let pale-fac'd fear keep with the mean-born man, and find no harbour in a royal heart.-YORK, III., 1.

La fin couronne les æuvres.—CLIF. V., 2.


Myself have lim’d a bush for her.-SUF. I., 3.


My brain, more busy than the labouring spider, weaves tedious snares to trap mine enemies.—YORK, III., 1.

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Oft have I seen a hot o'erweening cur run back and bite, because he was withheld; who, being suffer’d with the bear's fell paw, hath clapp'd his tail between his legs, and cry’d.-Rich. V., 1.

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Pride went before, ambition follows him.-SAL. I., 1.

Prayers and tears have mov'd me, gifts could never. -SAY, IV., 6.


Smooth runs the water, where the brook is deep.SUF. III., 1.

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So bad a death argues a monstrous life.—WAR. III., 3.

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Small things make base men proud.-SUF. IV.,


T 'Tis not my speeches that you do mislike, but 'tis my presence that doth trouble you.—GLO. I., 1.

This weighty business will not brook delay.--CAR. I., 1.

That's the golden mark I seek to hit.—YORK, I.,


'Tis but a base ignoble mind that mounts no higher than a bird can soar.-GLO., II., 1.


Thus, sometimes, hath the brightest day a cloud ; and, after summer, evermore succeeds barren winter, with his wrathful nipping cold: so cares and joys abound, as seasons fleet.-Glo. II., 4.

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The fox barks not, when he would steal the lamb.SUF. III., 1.

Thus are my blossoms blasted in the bud, and caterpillars eat my leaves away.--YORK, III., 1.

That is good deceit which mates him first, that first intends deceit.-SUF. III., 1.

Things are often spoke, and seldom meant.—SUF. III., 1.

This spark will prove a raging fire, if wind and fuel be brought to feed it with.-Q. MAR. III., 1.

These dread curses—like the sun 'gainst glass, or like an overcharged gun, recoil, and turn the force of them upon thyself.-Q. MAR. III., 2.

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True nobility is exempt from fear.—SUF. IV.,


There's no better sign of a brave mind, than a hard hand.—GEO. IV., 2.

Thus stands my state, 'twixt Cade and York distress’d; like to a ship, that having 'scap'd a tempest, is straitway calm’d and boarded with a pirate.-K. HEN. IV., 9.


Take heed, lest by your heat you burn yourselves.CLIF. V., 1.


Unloose thy long-imprison'd thoughts, and let thy tongue be equal with thy heart.-YORK, V., 1.


Wizards know their times: deep night, dark night, the silent of the night, the time of night when Troy was set on fire; the time when screech-owls cry, and ban dogs howl, and spirits walk, and ghosts break up their graves, that time best fits the work we have in hand.—BOLING. I., 4.

When such strings jar, what hope of harmony ?-K. HEN. II., 1.

Who finds the heifer dead, and bleeding fresh, and sees fast by a butcher with an axe, but will suspect, 'twas he that made the slaughter? Who finds the partridge in the puttock's nest, but may imagine how the bird was dead, although the kite soar with unbloodied beak ? - WAR. III., 2.

What stronger breast-plate than a heart untainted ? thrice is he arm’d, that hath his quarrel just; and he but naked, though lock’d up in steel, whose conscience with injustice is corrupted.-K. HEN. III., 2.

Where thou art, there is the world itself, with every several pleasure in the world; and where thou art not, desolation.-SUF. III., 2.

Wheresoe'er thou art in this world's globe, I'll have an Iris that shall find thee out.-Q. MAR. III., 2.

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