We must be brief, when traitors brave the field.

An honest tale speeds best, being plainly told.

Thus far into the bowels of the land
Have we march'd on without impediment.

Act 1.

Scene 2.

True hope is swift, and Alies with swallows' wings ;
Kings it makes gods, and meaner creatures kings.

Ibid.
The king's name is a tower of strength,
Which they upon the adverse faction want.

Act v.

Scen. 3.

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

Hid.

A thing devised by the enemy. *

Ibid.

- A horse ! a horse ! my kingdom for a horse !

a

* Often quoted thus

" A weak invention of the enemy,” which is the expression used in the acting play.

Scene 7.

Act u.

I have set

my
life

upon a cast, And I will stand the hazard of the die.

Act v.

Scene 4.

KING HENRY VIII.

New customs,
Though they be never so ridiculous,
Nay, let them be unmanly, yet are follow'd.

Act 1.

Scene 3

Heaven is above all yet ; there sits a judge

Scene 1. That no king can corrupt.

Act III.

And then to breakfast with What appetite you have. .

Act III.

Scene 2.

I have touch'd the highest point of all my greatness ;
And, from that full meridian of my glory,
I haste now to my setting. I shall fall
Like a bright exhalation in the evening,
And no man see me more.

Ibid.

Farewell, a long farewell, to all my greatness !
This is the state of man ; to-day he puts

forth
The tender leaves of hope-to-morrow blossoms,
And bears his blushing honours thick upon him ;
The third day comes a frost, a killing frost ;

And when he thinks, good easy man, full surely
His greatness is a ripening, -nips his root,
And then he falls, as I do. I have ventur'd,
Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders,
This many summers in a sea of glory;
But far beyond my depth : my high-blown pride
At length broke under me; and now has left me,
Weary, and old with service, to the

mercy
Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me.
Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye ;
I feel my heart new open'd: O, how wretched
Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favours !
There is betwixt that smile we would aspire to,
That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin,
More pangs

and fears than wars or women have ; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again.

Scene 2.

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Act III.

Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace,
To silence envious tongues. Be just and fear not:
Let all the ends thou aim’st at be thy country's,
Thy God's, and truth's.

Ibid.

Had I but serv'd my God with half the zeal
I serv'd my king, he would not in mine age
Have left me naked to mine enemies. Ibid.

An old man, broken with the storms of state,
Is come to lay his weary bones among ye.

Act iv.

Scene 2.

So may he rest, his faults lie gently on him!

Ibid.

Men's evil manners live in brass ; their virtues
We write in water.

Ibid.

He was a scholar, and a ripe and good one ;
Exceeding wise, fair spoken, and persuading :
Lofty, and sour, to them that lov'd him not ;
But, to those men that sought him, sweet as summer.

Ibid.

CORIOLANUS.

This Triton of the minnows.

Act III.

Scene 1.

A name unmusical to the Volscians' ears,
And harsh in sound to thine.

Act in.

Scene 5:

If
you
have writ

your
annals
true,

'tis there,
That like an eagle in a dovecote, I
Flutter'd

your Volsces in Corioli ; Alone I did it.

Act v.

Scene 5. JULIUS CAESAR.

He doth bestride the narrow world Like a Colossus,

Act 1.

Scene 2.

Let me have men about me that are fat;
Sleek-headed men, and such as sleep o' nights.

Itid.

LIBRARY Lowliness is young ambition's ladder,

UNIVERSI" I Whereto the climber upward turns his face ;

OF CANOPPIE But when he once attains the utmost round, He then unto the ladder turns his back, Looks in the clouds, scorning the base degrees By which he did ascend.

Act 11.

Scene i

Between the acting of a dreadful thing,
And the first motion, all the interim is
Like a phantasma, or a hideous dream.

Ibid.

When beggars die, there are no comets seen ;
The heavens themselves blaze forth the death of princes.

Act 11.

Scene 2.

Cowards die many times before their deaths ;
The valiant never taste of death but once.
Of all the wonders that I yet have heard,

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