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William Shakespeare. (1564–1616) (continued)

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And nothing can we call our own but death
And that small model of the barren earth
Which serves as paste and cover to our bones.
For God’s sake, let us sit upon the ground
And tell sad stories of the death of kings.

King Richard II. Act iii. Sc. 2.

915

Comes at the last, and with a little pin
Bores through his castle wall—and farewell king!

King Richard II. Act iii. Sc. 2.

916

He is come to open
The purple testament of bleeding war.

King Richard II. Act iii. Sc. 3.

917

And my large kingdom for a little grave,
A little little grave, an obscure grave.

King Richard II. Act iii. Sc. 3.

918

Gave
His body to that pleasant country’s earth,
And his pure soul unto his captain Christ,
Under whose colours he had fought so long.

King Richard II. Act iv. Sc. 1.

919

A mockery king of snow.

King Richard II. Act iv. Sc. 1.

920

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.

King Richard II. Act v. Sc. 2.

921

As for a camel
To thread the postern of a small needle’s eye. 1

King Richard II. Act v. Sc. 5.

922

So shaken as we are, so wan with care.

King Henry IV. Part I. Act i. Sc. 1.

923

In those holy fields
Over whose acres walked those blessed feet
Which fourteen hundred years ago were nail’d
For our advantage on the bitter cross.

King Henry IV. Part I. Act i. Sc. 1.

924

Diana’s foresters, gentlemen of the shade, minions of the moon.

King Henry IV. Part I. Act i. Sc. 2.

925

Old father antic the law.

King Henry IV. Part I. Act i. Sc. 2.

Note 1.
It is easier for a camel to go through the eye of a needle, than for a rich man to enter into the kingdom of God.—Matthew. xix. 24. [back]

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