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| William Shakespeare. (15641616) (continued) |
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| 1867 |
O, witherd is the garland of the war, The soldiers pole is fallen. 1 |
| Antony and Cleopatra. Act iv. Sc. 15. |
| 1868 |
| Let s do it after the high Roman fashion. |
| Antony and Cleopatra. Act iv. Sc. 15. |
| 1869 |
For his bounty, There was no winter in t; an autumn t was That grew the more by reaping. |
| Antony and Cleopatra. Act v. Sc. 2. |
| 1870 |
If there be, or ever were, one such, It s past the size of dreaming. |
| Antony and Cleopatra. Act v. Sc. 2. |
| 1871 |
Mechanic slaves With greasy aprons, rules, and hammers. |
| Antony and Cleopatra. Act v. Sc. 2. |
| 1872 |
I have Immortal longings in me. |
| Antony and Cleopatra. Act v. Sc. 2. |
| 1873 |
| Lest the bargain should catch cold and starve. |
| Cymbeline. Act i. Sc. 4. |
| 1874 |
| Hath his bellyful of fighting. |
| Cymbeline. Act ii. Sc. 1. |
| 1875 |
| How bravely thou becomest thy bed, fresh lily. |
| Cymbeline. Act ii. Sc. 2. |
| 1876 |
| The most patient man in loss, the most coldest that ever turned up ace. |
| Cymbeline. Act ii. Sc. 3. |
| 1877 |
Hark, hark! the lark at heavens gate sings, And Phbus gins arise, 2 His steeds to water at those springs On chaliced flowers that lies; And winking Mary-buds begin To ope their golden eyes: With everything that pretty is, My lady sweet, arise. |
| Cymbeline. Act ii. Sc. 3. |
| 1878 |
| As chaste as unsunnd snow. |
| Cymbeline. Act ii. Sc. 5. |
| 1879 |
| Some griefs are medicinable. |
| Cymbeline. Act iii. Sc. 2. |
| 1880 |
| Prouder than rustling in unpaid-for silk. |
| Cymbeline. Act iii. Sc. 3. |