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paramoured the Turk: False of heart, light of ear, bloody of hand; Hog in sloth, fox in stealth, wolf in greediness, dog in madness, lion in prey. Let not the creaking of shoes, nor the rustling of silks, betray thy poor heart to women: Keep thy foot out of brothels, thy hand out of plackets, thy pen from lenders' books, and defy the foul fiend.
KING LEAR, A. 3, s. 4.
A WARM HEART IN THE DOUBLES THE VALUE OF THE
My royal lord,
You do not give the cheer; the feast is cold,
From thence, the sauce to meat is ceremony,
MACBETH, A. 3, s. 4.
BANE OF CIVIL DISSENSIONS.
LEST Rome herself be bane unto herself;
The story of that baleful burning night,
Tell us, what Sinon hath bewitched our ears,
But floods of tears will drown my oratory,
TITUS ANDRONICUS, A. 5, s. 3.
YOUR will be done; this must my comfort be,That sun, that warms you here, shall shine on me; And those his golden beams, to you here lent, Shall point on me, and gild my banishment.
K. RICHARD II., A. 1, s. 3.
BANISHMENT NOT CONTENT.
A HEAVY sentence, my most sovereign liege,
As to be cast forth in the common air,
Or, being open, put into his hands
That knows no touch to tune the harmony.
What is thy sentence, then, but speechless death,
Which robs my tongue from breathing native breath?
Then thus I turn me from my country's light,
BATTERY OF AN ELDERLY SINNER.
THOU art violently carried away from grace: there is a devil haunts thee, in the likeness of a fat old man: a tun of man is thy companion. Why dost thou converse with that trunk of humours, that bolting-hutch of beastliness, that swoln parcel of dropsies, that huge bombard of sack, that stuffed cloak-bag of guts, that roasted Manningtree ox with the pudding in his belly, that reverend vice, that grey iniquity, that father ruffian, that vanity in years! Wherein is he good, but to taste sack and drink it? wherein neat and cleanly, but to carve a capon and eat it? wherein cunning, but in craft? wherein crafty, but in villainy? wherein villainous, but in all things? wherein worthy, but in nothing?
K. HENRY IV., PART I., A. 2, s. 4.
BEAR AND FORBEAR.
You undergo too strict a paradox,
Your words have took such pains, as if they labour'd
To bring manslaughter into form, set quarrelling
The worst that man can breathe; and make his wrongs
His outsides; wear them like his raiment, care
And ne'er prefer his injuries to his heart,
If wrongs be evils, and enforce us kill,
TIMON OF ATHENS, A. 3, s. 5.
BEAUTY AND GOODNESS IN
SHE took them, read them in my presence;
Patience and sorrow strove
Who should express her goodliest. You have
Sunshine and rain at once: her smiles and tears
Were like a better day: Those happy smiles, That play'd on her ripe lip, seem'd not to know What guests were in her eyes; which parted thence,
As pearls from diamonds dropp'd.—In brief,
Would be a rarity most belov'd, if all
Could so become it.
Once, or twice, she heav'd the name of father
Let pity not be believ'd!-There she shook
And clamour moisten'd:-then away she started
It is the stars,
The stars above us, govern our conditions;
KING LEAR, a. 4, s. 3.
BEAUTY AND VIRTUE'S ANGER WITH UGLINESS AND SIN. WHAT, do you tremble? are you all afraid? Alas, I blame you not; for you are mortal, And mortal eyes cannot endure the devil.Avaunt, thou dreadful minister of hell! Thou had'st but power over his mortal body, His soul thou canst not have; therefore, be gone. Foul devil, for God's sake, hence, and trouble us not;
For thou hast made the happy earth thy hell,