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'Tis death to me, to be at enmity;
K. RICHARD III., A. 2, s. 1.
IDLERS OF TIME.
of a great deal of patience.
CORIOLANUS, A. 2, s. 1.
INNOCENCE OF CHILDHOOD. HERMIONE. Was not
lord the verier wag o'the two ? POLIXENES. We were as twinn'd lambs, that
did frisk i’the sun, And bleat the one at the other : What we
chang'd Was innocence for innocence; we knew not The doctrine of ill-doing, no, nor dream'd That any did : Had we pursued that life, And our weak spirits ne'er been higher rear'd With stronger blood, we should have answer'd
Boldly, Not guilty ; the imposition clear’d,
By this we gather,
O my most sacred lady,
Grace to boot!
and I are devils : Yet, go on; The offences we have made you do, we'll answer; If
you first sinn'd with us, and that with us You did continue fault, and that you slipp'd not With
WINTER'S TALE, A. 1, s. 2.
JUDGMENT WAITS FOR
REPENTANCE. Wisdom and goodness to the vile seem vile : Filths savour but themselves. What have you
done ? Tigers, not daughters, what have you perform’d? A father, and a gracious aged man, Whose reverence the head-lugg'd bear would
lick, Most barbarous, most degenerate! have you
madded. Could my good brother suffer
to do it ? A man, a prince, by him so benefited ? If that the heavens do not their visible spirits Send quickly down to tame these vile offences,
KING LEAR, A. 4, s. 2.
INFIRMITIES OF CHARACTER
SHOULD BE BORNE WITH. MORTIMER. Fye, cousin Percy! how you cross my
father! HOTSPUR. I cannot choose: sometimes he
angers me, With telling me of the moldwarp and the ant, Of the dreamer Merlin, and his prophecies ; And of a dragon and a finless fish, A clip-wing'd griffin, and a moulten raven, A couching lion, and a ramping cat, And such a deal of skimble-skamble stuff, As puts me from
faith. I tell you what,He held me, but last night, at least nine hours, In reckoning up the several devils' names, That were his lackeys: I cried, humph,--and
well,--go to,But mark'd him not a word. O, he's as tedious As is a tir'd horse, a railing wife; Worse than a smoky house :-I had rather live With cheese and garlick, in a windmill, far, Than feed on cates, and have him talk to me, In any summer-house in Christendom.
Mort. In faith, he is a worthy gentleman;
Мокт Exceedingly well read, and profited In strange concealments; valiant as a lion, And wondrous affable; and as bountiful As mines of India. Shall I tell you, cousin ?
He holds your temper in a high respect,
blood, (And that's the dearest grace it renders you,) Ņet oftentimes it doth present harsh rage, Defect of manners, want of government, Pride, haughtiness, opinion, and disdain : The least of which, haunting a nobleman, Loseth men's hearts; and leaves behind a stain Upon the beauty of all parts besides, Beguiling them of commendation. Hot. Well, I am school'd; good manners be
I your speed! Here come our wives, and let us take our leave.
K. HENRY IV., PART 1., A. 3, s. 1.
HEAVEN HATH A HAND IN THESE
EVENTS. DUCHESS. My lord, you told me, you would
tell the rest, When weeping made you break the story off Of our two cousins coming into London.
Yовк. Where did I leave ?
the while ?