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| William Shakespeare. (15641616) (continued) |
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| 1040 |
Turn him to any cause of policy, The Gordian knot of it he will unloose, Familiar as his garter: that when he speaks, The air, a chartered libertine, is still. |
| King Henry V. Act i. Sc. 1. |
| 1041 |
| Base is the slave that pays. |
| King Henry V. Act ii. Sc. 1. |
| 1042 |
| Even at the turning o the tide. |
| King Henry V. Act ii. Sc. 3. |
| 1043 |
| His nose was as sharp as a pen, and a babbled of green fields. |
| King Henry V. Act ii. Sc. 3. |
| 1044 |
| As cold as any stone. |
| King Henry V. Act ii. Sc. 3. |
| 1045 |
Self-love, my liege, is not so vile a sin As self-neglecting. |
| King Henry V. Act ii. Sc. 4. |
| 1046 |
Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more, Or close the wall up with our English dead! In peace there s nothing so becomes a man As modest stillness and humility; But when the blast of war blows in our ears, Then imitate the action of the tiger: Stiffen the sinews, summon up the blood. |
| King Henry V. Act iii. Sc. 1. |
| 1047 |
| And sheathed their swords for lack of argument. |
| King Henry V. Act iii. Sc. 1. |
| 1048 |
I see you stand like greyhounds in the slips, Straining upon the start. |
| King Henry V. Act iii. Sc. 1. |
| 1049 |
| I would give all my fame for a pot of ale and safety. |
| King Henry V. Act iii. Sc. 2. |
| 1050 |
| Men of few words are the best men. |
| King Henry V. Act iii. Sc. 2. |
| 1051 |
I thought upon one pair of English legs Did march three Frenchmen. |
| King Henry V. Act iii. Sc. 6. |
| 1052 |
| You may as well say, that s a valiant flea that dare eat his breakfast on the lip of a lion. |
| King Henry V. Act iii. Sc. 7. 1 |
| 1053 |
The hum of either army stilly sounds, That the fixed sentinels almost receive The secret whispers of each others watch;
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