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| William Shakespeare. (15641616) (continued) |
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| 1101 |
| So wise so young, they say, do never live long. 1 |
| King Richard III. Act iii. Sc. 1. |
| 1102 |
| Off with his head! 2 |
| King Richard III. Act iii. Sc. 4. |
| 1103 |
Lives like a drunken sailor on a mast, Ready with every nod to tumble down. |
| King Richard III. Act iii. Sc. 4. |
| 1104 |
| Even in the afternoon of her best days. |
| King Richard III. Act iii. Sc. 7. |
| 1105 |
| Thou troublest me; I am not in the vein. |
| King Richard III. Act iv. Sc. 2. |
| 1106 |
| Their lips were four red roses on a stalk. |
| King Richard III. Act iv. Sc. 3. |
| 1107 |
| The sons of Edward sleep in Abrahams bosom. |
| King Richard III. Act iv. Sc. 3. |
| 1108 |
Let not the heavens hear these tell-tale women Rail on the Lords anointed. |
| King Richard III. Act iv. Sc. 4. |
| 1109 |
| Tetchy and wayward. |
| King Richard III. Act iv. Sc. 4. |
| 1110 |
| An honest tale speeds best, being plainly told. |
| King Richard III. Act iv. Sc. 4. |
| 1111 |
Thus far into the bowels of the land Have we marched on without impediment. |
| King Richard III. Act v. Sc. 2. |
| 1112 |
True hope is swift, and flies with swallows wings; Kings it makes gods, and meaner creatures kings. |
| King Richard III. Act v. Sc. 2. |
| 1113 |
| The kings name is a tower of strength. |
| King Richard III. Act v. Sc. 3. |
| 1114 |
| Give me another horse: bind up my wounds. |
| King Richard III. Act v. Sc. 3. |
| 1115 |
| O coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me! |
| King Richard III. Act v. Sc. 3. |
| 1116 |
My conscience hath a thousand several tongues, And every tongue brings in a several tale, And every tale condemns me for a villain. |
| King Richard III. Act v. Sc. 3. |
| 1117 |
The early village cock Hath twice done salutation to the morn. |
| King Richard III. Act v. Sc. 3. |
| 1118 |
By the apostle Paul, shadows to-night Have struck more terror to the soul of Richard Than can the substance of ten thousand soldiers. |
| King Richard III. Act v. Sc. 3. |