John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
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William Shakespeare. (1564–1616) (continued) |
1815 |
But this denoted a foregone conclusion. |
Othello. Act iii. Sc. 3. |
1816 |
Swell, bosom, with thy fraught, For ’t is of aspics’ tongues! |
Othello. Act iii. Sc. 3. |
1817 |
Like to the Pontic sea, Whose icy current and compulsive course Ne’er feels retiring ebb, but keeps due on To the Propontic and the Hellespont, Even so my bloody thoughts, with violent pace, Shall ne’er look back, ne’er ebb to humble love, Till that a capable and wide revenge Swallow them up. |
Othello. Act iii. Sc. 3. |
1818 |
Our new heraldry is hands, not hearts. |
Othello. Act iii. Sc. 4. |
1819 |
To beguile many, and be beguil’d by one. |
Othello. Act iv. Sc. 1. |
1820 |
They laugh that win. 1 |
Othello. Act iv. Sc. 1. |
1821 |
But yet the pity of it, Iago! O Iago, the pity of it, Iago! |
Othello. Act iv. Sc. 1. |
1822 |
I understand a fury in your words, But not the words. |
Othello. Act iv. Sc. 2. |
1823 |
Steep’d me in poverty to the very lips. |
Othello. Act iv. Sc. 2. |
1824 |
But, alas, to make me A fixed figure for the time of scorn To point his slow unmoving finger 2 at! |
Othello. Act iv. Sc. 2. |
1825 |
Patience, thou young and rose-lipp’d cherubin. |
Othello. Act iv. Sc. 2. |
1826 |
O thou weed, Who art so lovely fair and smell’st so sweet That the sense aches at thee, would thou hadst ne’er been born. |
Othello. Act iv. Sc. 2. |
1827 |
O Heaven, that such companions thou ’ldst unfold, And put in every honest hand a whip To lash the rascals naked through the world! |
Othello. Act iv. Sc. 2. |
Note 1. Cervantes: Don Quixote, part ii. chap. i. [back] |
Note 2. ”His slow and moving finger” in Knight and Staunton. [back] |