John Bartlett (18201905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919. |
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| 460 | The law hath not been dead, though it hath slept. |
Measure for Measure. Act ii. Sc. 2. |
461 | O, it is excellent To have a giants strength; but it is tyrannous To use it like a giant. |
Measure for Measure. Act ii. Sc. 2. |
462 | But man, proud man, Drest in a little brief authority, Most ignorant of what he s most assured, His glassy essence, like an angry ape, Plays such fantastic tricks before high heaven As make the angels weep. |
Measure for Measure. Act ii. Sc. 2. |
463 | That in the captain s but a choleric word Which in the soldier is flat blasphemy. |
Measure for Measure. Act ii. Sc. 2. |
464 | Our compelld sins Stand more for number than for accompt. |
Measure for Measure. Act ii. Sc. 4. |
465 | The miserable have no other medicine, But only hope. |
Measure for Measure. Act iii. Sc. 1. |
466 | A breath thou art, Servile to all the skyey influences. |
Measure for Measure. Act iii. Sc. 1. |
467 | Palsied eld. |
Measure for Measure. Act iii. Sc. 1. |
468 | The sense of death is most in apprehension; And the poor beetle, that we tread upon, In corporal sufferance finds a pang as great As when a giant dies. |
Measure for Measure. Act iii. Sc. 1. |
469 | The cunning livery of hell. |
Measure for Measure. Act iii. Sc. 1. |
470 | Ay, but to die, and go we know not where; To lie in cold obstruction and to rot; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod; and the delighted spirit To bathe in fiery floods, or to reside In thrilling region of thick-ribbed ice; To be imprisond in the viewless winds, And blown with restless violence round about The pendent world. |
Measure for Measure. Act iii. Sc. 1. |
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