John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
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William Shakespeare. (1564–1616) (continued) |
Why, I, in this weak piping time of peace, Have no delight to pass away the time, Unless to spy my shadow in the sun. |
King Richard III. Act i. Sc. 1. |
1093 |
To leave this keen encounter of our wits. |
King Richard III. Act i. Sc. 2. |
1094 |
Was ever woman in this humour wooed? Was ever woman in this humour won? |
King Richard III. Act i. Sc. 2. |
1095 |
Framed in the prodigality of nature. |
King Richard III. Act i. Sc. 2. |
1096 |
The world is grown so bad, That wrens make prey where eagles dare not perch. 1 |
King Richard III. Act i. Sc. 3. |
1097 |
And thus I clothe my naked villany With old odd ends stolen out of 2 holy writ, And seem a saint when most I play the devil. |
King Richard III. Act i. Sc. 3. |
1098 |
O, I have passed a miserable night, So full of ugly sights, of ghastly dreams, That, as I am a Christian faithful man, I would not spend another such a night, Though ’t were to buy a world of happy days. |
King Richard III. Act i. Sc. 4. |
1099 |
Lord, Lord! methought, what pain it was to drown! What dreadful noise of waters in mine ears! What ugly sights of death within mine eyes! Methought I saw a thousand fearful wrecks, Ten thousand men that fishes gnawed upon, Wedges of gold, great anchors, heaps of pearl, Inestimable stones, unvalued jewels, All scattered in the bottom of the sea: Some lay in dead men’s skulls; and in those holes Where eyes did once inhabit, there were crept, As ’t were in scorn of eyes, reflecting gems. |
King Richard III. Act i. Sc. 4. |
1100 |
A parlous boy. |
King Richard III. Act ii. Sc. 4. |
Note 1. For fools rush in where angels fear to tread.—Alexander Pope: Essay on Criticism, part iii. line 66. [back] |
Note 2. ”Stolen forth” in White and Knight. [back] |