King Henry Viii. — Continued. Act iii. Sc. 2. Act iii. Sc. 2. Vain pomp, and glory of this world, I hate ye, O how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favors! 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. Act iii. Sc. 2. Act iii. Sc. 2. King Henry VIII. — Continued. Act iv. Sc. 2. Act v. Sc. 2. TROILUS AND CRESSIDA. Act iii. Sc. 3. CORIOLANUS, Act iii. Sc. 1. Hear you this Triton of the minnows? JULIUS CAESAR. Act i. Sc. 2. Act i. Sc. 2. Julius Caesar — Continued. I had as lief not be, as live to be Act i. Sc. 2. Act i. Sc. 2. Ye gods, it doth amaze me, A man of such a feeble temper should So get the start of the majestic world, And bear the palm alone. Act i. Sc. 2. The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, Act i. Sc. 2. Act i. Sc. 2. Julius Caesar—Continued. As if he mocked himself, and scorned his spirit Act i. Sc. 2. Act ii. Sc. 1. Act ii. Sc. 1. Act ii. Sc. 1. Act ii. Sc. 2. Act iii. Sc. 1. Act iii. Sc. 1. Act iii. Sc. 2. Romans, countrymen, and lovers! hear me for my cause; and be silent that you may hear. Julius Caesar — Continued. Act iii. Sc. 2. Not that I loved Caesar less, but that I loved Rome more. Act iii. Sc. 2. Who is here so base, that would be a bondman? If any, speak: for him have I offended. Act iii. Sc. 2. Act iii. Sc. 2. Act iii. Sc. 2. Act iii. Sc. 2. Act iii. Sc. 2. Act iii. Sc 2. *"""'' Act iii. Sc. 2. This was the most unkindest cut of all. |