[King Henry VIII. continued. He was a scholar, and a ripe and good one; mer. After my death I wish no other herald, And farewell goes out sighing. Act iii. Sc. 3. One touch of nature makes the whole world kin. And give to dust, that is a little gilt, Act iii. Sc. 3. More laud than gilt o'er-dusted. Act iii. Sc. 3. And, like a dew-drop from the lion's mane, Be shook to air. Act iii. Sc. 3. The end crowns all. Act iv. Sc. 5. CORIOLANUS. I thank you for your voices, thank you, - Act ii. Sc. 3. Hear you this Triton of the minnows? Act iii. Sc. I. His nature is too noble for the world: Serv. Where dwellest thou? Cor. Under the canopy. A name unmusical to the Volscians' And harsh in sound to thine. Chaste as the icicle, Act iii. Sc. I. Act iv. Sc. 5. ears, Act iv. Sc. 5. That's curded by the frost from purest snow, And hangs on Dian's temple. Act v. Sc. 3. If you have writ your annals true, 't is there, Flutter'd your Volscians in Corioli : Act v. Sc. 6. TITUS ANDRONICUS. Sweet mercy is nobility's true badge. Act i. Sc. 2. She is a woman, therefore may be woo'd; What, man! more water glideth by the mill Of a cut loaf to steal a shive. 1 Act v. Sc. 5, Singer, Knight. Act ii. Sc. I. ROMEO AND JULIET. The weakest goes to the wall. Act i. Sc. I. Gregory, remember thy swashing blow. Acti. Sc. I. An hour before the worshipp'd sun Peer'd forth the golden window of the east. Act i. Sc. I. As is the bud bit with an envious worm, Saint-seducing gold. Act i. Sc. 1. Act i. Sc. I. He that is stricken blind, cannot forget Acti. Sc. 1. One fire burns out another's burning, One pain is lessen'd by another's anguish. Act i. Sc. 2. That book in many's eyes doth share the glory, That in gold clasps locks in the golden story. Act i. Sc. 3. For I am proverb'd with a grandsire phrase. Act i. Sc. 4. O, then, I see, Queen Mab hath been with you. Acti. Sc. 4. Romeo and Juliet continued.] True, I talk of dreams, Which are the children of an idle brain, Begot of nothing but vain fantasy. For you and I are past our dancing Act i. Sc. 4. days. Her beauty hangs upon the cheek of night Act i. Sc. 5. Too early seen unknown, and known too late! Act i. Sc. 5. When King Cophetua lov'd the beggar maid. Act ii. Sc. I. He jests at scars, that never felt a wound. Act ii. Sc. 2.1 See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand! O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek! Act ii. Sc. 2.1 O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo? Act ii. Sc. 2.1 What's in a name? that which we call a rose, By any other name would smell as sweet. Act ii. Sc. 2.1 For stony limits cannot hold love out. Act ii. Sc. 2. Alack! there lies more peril in thine eye, Than twenty of their swords. Act ii. Sc. 2.1 Act ii. Sc. 1, White. [Romeo and Juliet continued. At lovers' perjuries,1 They say, Jove laughs. Act ii. Sc. 2.2 Rom. Lady, by yonder blessed moon I swear, That tips with silver all these fruit-tree tops, Jul. O, swear not by the moon, the inconstant moon That monthly changes in her circled orb, Lest that thy love prove likewise variable. The god of my idolatry. Act ii. Sc. 2.2 Act ii. Sc. 2.2 This bud of love, by Summer's ripening breath, May prove a beauteous flower when next we Act ii. Sc. 2.2 meet. How silver-sweet sound lovers' tongues by night, Like softest music to attending ears! Act ii. Sc. 2.2 Good night, good night: parting is such sweet sorrow, That I shall say good night till it be morrow. Act ii. Sc. 2.2 For nought so vile that on the earth doth live, Act ii. Sc. 3. 1 Perjuria ridet amantum Jupiter. Tibullus, Lib. iii. El. 7, Line 17. 2 Act ii. Sc. 1, White. |