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It seems to me most strange that men should fear,
The choice and master spirits of this age.
Though last, not least in love.
Cæsar's spirit, ranging for revenge,
The evil that men do lives after them ;
V Brutus is an honourable man ;
So are they all : all honourable men.
This was the most unkindest cut of all.
O, what a fall was there, my countrymen!
Thou hast describ'd
I had rather be a dog, and bay the moon,
There is no terror, Cassius, in
your For I am arm'd so strong in honesty, That they pass by me as the idle wind, Which I respect not
There is a tide in the affairs of men
The last of all the Romans, fare thee well !
His life was gentle ; and the elements
Hark! hark! the lark at heaven's gate sings.*
And Phoebus 'gins arise,
On chalic'd flowers that lies ;
To ope their golden eyes ; With
bin My lady sweet, arise ;
Arise, arise. Song. Act 11.
every thing that
Slander, Whose edge is sharper than the sword; whose tongue Outvenoms all the worms of Nile.
* None but the lark so shril and clear !
How at Heaven's gates she claps her wings,
ALEXANDER AND CAMPASPE,
by John Lyly, Act v. Scene i KING LEAR.
How sharper than a serpent's tooth it is,
You are old ;
Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are,
I'll talk a word with this same learned Theban.
Aye, every inch a king.
Give me an ounce of civet, good apothecary, to sweeten my imagination.
When we are born, we cry, that we are come
The gods are just, and of our pleasant vices,
Her voice was ever soft, Gentle, and low: an excellent thing in woman.
ROMEO AND JULIET.
The weakest goes to the wall.
One fire burns out another's burning :
O, then I see Queen Mab hath been with you.
O, she doth teach the torches to burn bright ;
My only love sprung from my only hate !