John Bartlett (18201905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
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William Shakespeare. (15641616) (continued)
1464 I gin to be aweary of the sun.
Macbeth. Act v. Sc. 5.
1465 Blow, wind! come, wrack! At least we ll die with harness on our back.
Macbeth. Act v. Sc. 5.
1466 Those clamorous harbingers of blood and death.
Macbeth. Act v. Sc. 6.
1467 I bear a charmed life.
Macbeth. Act v. Sc. 8. 1
1468 And be these juggling fiends no more believd, That palter with us in a double sense: That keep the word of promise to our ear And break it to our hope.
Macbeth. Act v. Sc. 8. 2
1469 Live to be the show and gaze o the time.
Macbeth. Act v. Sc. 8. 3
1470 Lay on, Macduff, And damnd be him that first cries, Hold, enough!
Macbeth. Act v. Sc. 8. 4
1471 For this relief much thanks: t is bitter cold, And I am sick at heart.
Hamlet. Act i. Sc. 1.
1472 But in the gross and scope of my opinion, This bodes some strange eruption to our state.
Hamlet. Act i. Sc. 1.
1473 Whose sore task Does not divide the Sunday from the week.
Hamlet. Act i. Sc. 1.
1474 This sweaty haste Doth make the night joint-labourer with the day.
Hamlet. Act i. Sc. 1.
1475 In the most high and palmy state of Rome, A little ere the mightiest Julius fell, The graves stood tenantless, and the sheeted dead Did squeak and gibber in the Roman streets.
Hamlet. Act i. Sc. 1.
1476 And then it started like a guilty thing Upon a fearful summons.
Hamlet. Act i. Sc. 1.
1477 Whether in sea or fire, in earth or air, The extravagant and erring spirit hies To his confine.
Hamlet. Act i. Sc. 1.