|Grocott & Ward, comps. Grocotts Familiar Quotations, 6th ed. 189-?.|
|He loved his friends (forgive this gushing tear;|
Alas! I feel I am no actor here.)
Lyttleton.Prologue to Thomsons Coriolanus.
|As in a theatre, the eyes of men,|
After a well-graced actor leaves the stage,
Are idly bent on him that enters next,
Thinking his prattle to be tedious;
Even so, or with much more contempt, mens eyes
Did scowl on Richard; no man cried, God save him!
Shakespeare.King Richard II., Act V. Scene 2. (York to his Duchess.)