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Ingratitude! thou marble-hearted fiend, more hideous, when thou shew'st thee in a child, than the seamonster!-LEAR, I., 4.

I will be the pattern of all patience, I will say nothing.-LEAR, III., 2.

I am a man, more sinn'd against, than sinning.— LEAR, III., 2.

It were a delicate stratagem, to shoe a troop of horses with felt.-LEAR, IV., 6.

I cannot draw a cart, nor eat dried oats; if it be man's work, I will do it.-Off. V., 3.

In his own grace he doth exalt himself, more than in your advancement.-GON. V., 3.


Jesters do oft prove prophets.-Reg. V.,



Let go thy hold, when a great wheel runs down a hill, lest it break thy neck with following it; but the great one that goes up the hill, let him draw thee after. -FOOL, II., 4.

Let not women's weapons, water-drops, stain my man's cheeks!-LEAR, II., 4.

Leave, gentle wax; and, manners, blame us not: to know our enemies' minds.-EDG. IV., 6.


Mend your speech a little, lest it may mar your fortunes.-LEAR, I., 1.

More knave than fool.-GON. I., 4.

Matter and impertinency mix'd! Reason in madness! EDG. IV., 6.

Men are as the time is; to be tender-minded does not become a sword.-EDм. V., 3.


Nothing can come of nothing.-LEAR, I., 1.

Nothing can be made out of nothing.-LEAR, I., 4.


Our power shall do a courtesy to our wrath, which men may blame, but not control.-CORN. III., 7.

Our foster-nurse of nature is repose.-PHY. IV., 4.

O our lives' sweetness. That with the pain of death we'd hourly die, rather than die at once!-Edg. V., 3.


Patience and sorrow strove who should express her goodliest. You have seen sunshine and rain at once: her smiles and tears were like a better day: Those happy smiles, that play'd on her ripe lip, seem'd not to know what guests were in her eyes; which parted

thence, as pearls from diamonds dropp'd.-In brief, sorrow would be a rarity most belov'd, if all could so become it.-GENT. IV., 3.


Striving to better, oft we mar what's well.—ALB. I., 4.

She was a queen over her passion; who, most rebellike, sought to be the king o'er her.-GENT. IV., 3.


The bow is bent and drawn, make from the shaft.LEAR, I., 1.

Time shall unfold what plaited cunning hides; who covers faults, at last shame them derides.-COR. I., 1.

This is the excellent foppery of the world! that, when we are sick in fortune, (often the surfeit of our own behaviour,) we make guilty of our disasters, the sun, the moon, and the stars: as if we were villains by necessity.-EDM. I., 2.

Thou art an O without a figure.-FOOL, I., 4.

The hedge-sparrow fed the cuckoo so long,
That it had its head bit off by its young.-

FOOL, I., 4.

This is a slave, whose easy-borrow'd pride dwells in the fickle grace of her he follows.—LEAR, II., 4.

To wilful men, the injuries, that they themselves procure, must be their schoolmaster.-REG. II., 4.

The art of our necessities is strange, that can make vile things precious.-LEAR, III., 2.

Through tatter'd clothes small vices do appear; robes and furr'd gowns hide all.―LEAR, IV., 6.

The let-alone lies not in your good will.-ALB. V., 3.

The gods are just, and of our pleasant vices make instruments to scourge us.-Edg. V., 3.


We are not ourselves, when nature, being oppress'd, commands the mind to suffer with the body.—LEAR, II., 4.

When others are more wicked; not being the worst, stands in some rank of praise.-LEAR, II., 4.

Where the greater malady is fix'd, the lesser is scarce felt.-LEAR, III., 4.

When we our betters see bearing our woes,
We scarcely think our miseries our foes.
Who alone suffers, suffers most i' the mind;
Leaving free things, and happy shows, behind:
But then the mind much sufferance doth o'erskip,
When grief hath mates, and bearing fellowship.-
EDG. III., 6.


You are much more attask'd for want of wisdom, than prais'd for harmful mildness.—GON. I., 4.

You are old; nature in you stands on the very verge of her confine: you should be rul'd, and led by some discretion, that discerns your state better than you yourself. REG. II., 4.

Yet better thus, and known to be contemn'd, than still contemn'd and flatter'd.-EDG. IV., 1.


King Benry the Fourth.


As full of spirit as the month of May, and gorgeous as the sun at midsummer.-VER. Act ÏV., Scene 1.


By being seldom seen, I could not stir, but, like a comet, I was wonder'd at.-K. HEN. III., 2.

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Better consider what you have to do, than I, that have not well the gift of tongue, can lift with persuasion.-HOT. V., 2.



God befriend us, as our cause is just!-K. HEN.

V., 1.

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