DEATH,-continued. We must die, Messala: With meditating that she must die once, O amiable, lovely death! J.C. iv. 3. And put my eye-balls in thy vaulty brows; And be a carrion monster like thyself: Come, grin on me; and I will think thou smil'st; O, come to me! Eyes, look your last! Arms, take your last embrace! and lips, O you, K. J. iii. 4. R. J. v. 3. H. IV. PT. 11. iv. 4. Thy bones are marrowless, thy blood is cold; Which thou dost glare with. O, my love! my wife! Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath, That we shall die, we know; 'tis but the time, Cowards die many times before their deaths; M. iii. 4. R. J. v. 3. Cym. v. 5. J. C. iii. 1. It seems to me most strange that men should fear; Will come when it will come. J. C. ii. 2. H.VI. PT. 11. iii. 3. Close up his eyes, and draw the curtain close, 7* DEATH,-continued. Death remember'd, should be like a mirror, Oft have I seen a timely parted ghost, Of ashy semblance, meagre, pale, and bloodless, P. P. i. 1. Which, with the heart there cools and ne'er returneth To blush and beautify the cheek again. H.VI. pr. 11. iii. 2. The sleeping and the dead Are but as pictures: 'tis the eye of childhood That fears a painted devil. Finish, good lady, the bright day is done, Dar'st thou die? The sense of death is most in apprehension; Though death be poor, it ends a mortal woe. O you mighty gods! This world I do renounce; and in your sights, Her blood is settled and these joints are stiff; We cannot hold mortality's strong hand. And blown with restless violence round about M. ii. 2. A.C. v. 2. M. M. iii. 1. R. II. ii. 1. K. L. iv. 6. R. J. iv. 5. T.G. iii. 1. M. M. iv. 2. K. J. iv. 2. DEATH,-continued. Of those, that lawless and incertain thoughts The weariest and most loathed worldly life, To what we fear of death. Where art thou, death? M. M. iii. 1. Come hither, come! come, come, and take a queen Art thou so bare, and full of wretchedness, And fear'st to die? Famine is in thy cheeks, Need and oppression starveth in thy eyes, Upon thy back hangs ragged misery, A. C. v. 2. The world is not thy friend nor the world's law. R. J. v.1. The night is long that never finds a day. Just death, kind umpire of men's miseries, With sweet enlargement doth dismiss me hence. M. iv. 3. H.VI. PT. I. ii. 5. I am resolv'd for death or dignity. Ah, what a sign it is of evil life, H.VI. PT. II. v. 1. When death's approach is seen so terrible! The worst is, death, and death will have his day. He has walk'd the way of nature. Pr'ythee, have done, H.VI. PT. II. iii. 3. Ř. II. iii. 2. H.IV. PT. II. V. 2. And do not play in wench-like words with that Which is so serious. Let us bury him, And not protract with admiration, what OF BUCKINGHAM, THE DUKE of. All good people, You that thus far have come to pity me, Cym. iv. 2. Hear what I say, and then go home and lose me. I have this day receiv'd a traitor's judgment, And by that name must die; yet, heaven bear witness, And if I have a conscience let it sink me, Even as the axe falls, if I be not faithful! You few that lov'd me, And dare be bold to weep for Buckingham, Is only bitter to him, only dying, Go with me like good angels, to my end; DEATH,-continued. Make of your prayers one sweet sacrifice, FALSTAFF. 'A made a finer end, and went away an it had been any christom child; 'a parted just between twelve and one ;e'en at the turning of the tide: for after I saw him fumble with the sheets, and play with flowers, and smile upon his fingers, ends, I knew there was but one way; for his nose was as sharp as a pen, and 'a babbled of green fields. How now, Sir John, quoth I: what, man! be of good cheer. So 'a cried out, God!—three or four times: now I, to comfort him, bid him 'a should not think of God; I hoped there was no need to trouble himself with any such thoughts yet. H.V. ii. 3. GLOUCESTER, HUMPHREY, Duke of. His hair uprear'd, his nostrils stretch'd with struggling; KING HENRY IV. H.VI. PT. II. iii. 2. By his gates of breath, There lies a downy feather, which stirs not: Perforce must move.-My gracious lord! my father! That from this golden rigol hath divorc'd So many English kings. KING HENRY VI. H.IV. PT. II. iv. 4. I'll hear no more.-Die, prophet, in thy speech; What, will the aspiring blood of Lancaster Sink in the ground? I thought it would have mounted. O, may such purple tears be always shed From those that wish the downfall of our house! If any spark of life be yet remaining, Down, down, to hell; and say,-I sent thee thither. H.VI. PT. III. v. 6. DEATH, continued. KING JOHN. Aye, marry, now my soul hath elbow room; Prince Henry.-How fares your Majesty? King John.-Poison'd,―ill fare;-dead, forsook, cast off: And none of you will bid the winter come, And thrust his icy fingers in my maw; Nor let my kingdom's rivers take their course Through my burn'd bosom; nor entreat the north [Enter Falconbridge. O cousin, thou art come to set mine eye: And all the shrouds wherewith my life should sail, JULIUS CESAR. Et tu Brute?-Then fall, Cæsar. How many ages hence, Shall this our lofty scene be acted over, In states unborn and accents yet unknown! KING RICHARD II. K. J. v. 7. J.C. iii. 1. J.C. iii. 1. How now? what means death in this rude assault? That hand shall burn in never-quenching fire, That staggers thus my person. Exton, thy fierce hand WARWICK, EARL OF. Ah, who is nigh? come to me, friend or foe, R. II. v. 5. My blood, my want of strength, my sick heart shows, |