RICHARD III.

Act iv. Sc. 3.

Their lips were four red roses on a stalk.

Act v. Sc. 3.

A thing devised by the enemy.

KING HENRY VIII.

Act iii. Sc. 2.

Press not a falling man too far.

Act iii. Sc. 2.

And sleep in dull, cold marble.

Act iii. Sc. 2.

Love thyself last.

Act iv. Sc. 2.

An old man, broken with the storms of state, Is come to lay his weary bones among ye; Give him a little earth for charity!

Act iv. Sc. 2.

He gave his honors to the world again,
His blessed part to Heaven, and slept in peace.

King Henry VIII.-Continued.

Act iv. Sc. 2.

He was a man

Of an unbounded stomach.

Act iv. Sc. 2.

Lofty, and sour, to them that loved him not;
But, to those men that sought him, sweet as summer.

TROILUS AND CRESSIDA.

Act i. Sc. 1.

I have had my labor for my travel.

JULIUS CÆSAR.

Act ii. Sc. 2.

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

Act iii. Sc. 1.

But I am constant as the northern star,
Of whose true-fixed and resting quality
There is no fellow in the firmament.

Act iii. Sc. 1.

The choice and master-spirits of this age.

Julius Cæsar - Continued.

Act v. Sc. 5.

This was the noblest Roman of them all.

ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA.

Act iv. Sc. 4.

This morning, like the spirit of a youth That means to be of note, begins betimes.

ROMEO AND JULIET.

Act ii. Sc. 3.

Care keeps his watch in every old man's eye.

Act ii. Sc. 4.

O flesh, flesh, how art thou fishified!

HAMLET.

Act i. Sc. 5.

And duller shouldst thou be than the fat weed That rots itself in ease on Lethe wharf.

Act i. Sc. 5.

Sleeping within mine orchard,

My custom always of the afternoon.

Act i. Sc. 5.

Unhouseled, disappointed, unaneled.

Act i. Sc. 5.

Yea, from the table of my memory,
I'll wipe away all trivial, fond records.

Act ii. Sc. 2.

They have a plentiful lack of wit.

Hamlet Continued.

Act iii. Sc. 1.

With devotion's visage,

And pious action, we do sugar o'er

The devil himself.

Act iii. Sc. 2.

Not to speak it profanely.

Act iii. Sc. 2.

Horatio, thou art e'en as just a man
As e'er my conversation coped withal.

Act iii. Sc. 2.

I will speak daggers to her, but use none.

Act iv. Sc. 4.

Sure, He that made us with such large discourse, Looking before, and after, gave us not

That capability and godlike reason,

To fust in us unused.