John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
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| William Shakespeare. (1564–1616) (continued) |
| 1444 |
| Angels are bright still, though the brightest fell. |
| Macbeth. Act iv. Sc. 3. |
| 1445 |
| Pour the sweet milk of concord into hell, Uproar the universal peace, confound All unity on earth. |
| Macbeth. Act iv. Sc. 3. |
| 1446 |
| Stands Scotland where it did? |
| Macbeth. Act iv. Sc. 3. |
| 1447 |
| Give sorrow words: the grief that does not speak Whispers the o’er-fraught heart and bids it break. |
| Macbeth. Act iv. Sc. 3. |
| 1448 |
| What, all my pretty chickens and their dam At one fell swoop? |
| Macbeth. Act iv. Sc. 3. |
| 1449 |
| I cannot but remember such things were, That were most precious to me. |
| Macbeth. Act iv. Sc. 3. |
| 1450 |
| O, I could play the woman with mine eyes And braggart with my tongue. |
| Macbeth. Act iv. Sc. 3. |
| 1451 |
| The night is long that never finds the day. |
| Macbeth. Act iv. Sc. 3. |
| 1452 |
| Out, damned spot! out, I say! |
| Macbeth. Act v. Sc. 1. |
| 1453 |
| Fie, my lord, fie! a soldier, and afeard? |
| Macbeth. Act v. Sc. 1. |
| 1454 |
| Yet who would have thought the old man to have had so much blood in him? |
| Macbeth. Act v. Sc. 1. |
| 1455 |
| All the perfumes of Arabia will not sweeten this little hand. |
| Macbeth. Act v. Sc. 1. |
| 1456 |
| Till Birnam wood remove to Dunsinane, I cannot taint with fear. |
| Macbeth. Act v. Sc. 3. |
| 1457 |
| My way of life Is fall’n into the sere, the yellow leaf; And that which should accompany old age, As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends, I must not look to have; but in their stead Curses, not loud but deep, mouth-honour, breath, Which the poor heart would fain deny, and dare not. |
| Macbeth. Act v. Sc. 3. |