John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
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William Shakespeare. (1564–1616) (continued) |
1651 |
Sure, he that made us with such large discourse, Looking before and after, gave us not That capability and godlike reason To fust in us unused. |
Hamlet. Act iv. Sc. 4. |
1652 |
Rightly to be great Is not to stir without great argument, But greatly to find quarrel in a straw When honour ’s at the stake. |
Hamlet. Act iv. Sc. 4. |
1653 |
So full of artless jealousy is guilt, It spills itself in fearing to be spilt. |
Hamlet. Act iv. Sc. 5. |
1654 |
We know what we are, but know not what we may be. |
Hamlet. Act iv. Sc. 5. |
1655 |
To-morrow is Saint Valentine’s day, All in the morning betime. |
Hamlet. Act iv. Sc. 5. |
1656 |
Then up he rose, and donn’d his clothes. |
Hamlet. Act iv. Sc. 5. |
1657 |
Come, my coach! Good night, sweet ladies; good night. |
Hamlet. Act iv. Sc. 5. |
1658 |
When sorrows come, they come not single spies, But in battalions. |
Hamlet. Act iv. Sc. 5. |
1659 |
There ’s such divinity doth hedge a king, That treason can but peep to what it would. |
Hamlet. Act iv. Sc. 5. |
1660 |
Nature is fine in love, and where ’t is fine, It sends some precious instance of itself After the thing it loves. |
Hamlet. Act iv. Sc. 5. |
1661 |
There ’s rosemary, that ’s for remembrance;… and there is pansies, that ’s for thoughts. |
Hamlet. Act iv. Sc. 5. |
1662 |
You must wear your rue with a difference. There ’s a daisy; I would give you some violets, but they withered. |
Hamlet. Act iv. Sc. 5. |
1663 |
His beard was as white as snow, All flaxen was his poll. |
Hamlet. Act iv. Sc. 5. |
1664 |
A very riband in the cap of youth. |
Hamlet. Act iv. Sc. 7. |
1665 |
That we would do, We should do when we would. |
Hamlet. Act iv. Sc. 7. |