John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
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| William Shakespeare. (1564–1616) (continued) |
| 1101 |
| So wise so young, they say, do never live long. 1 |
| King Richard III. Act iii. Sc. 1. |
| 1102 |
| Off with his head! 2 |
| King Richard III. Act iii. Sc. 4. |
| 1103 |
| Lives like a drunken sailor on a mast, Ready with every nod to tumble down. |
| King Richard III. Act iii. Sc. 4. |
| 1104 |
| Even in the afternoon of her best days. |
| King Richard III. Act iii. Sc. 7. |
| 1105 |
| Thou troublest me; I am not in the vein. |
| King Richard III. Act iv. Sc. 2. |
| 1106 |
| Their lips were four red roses on a stalk. |
| King Richard III. Act iv. Sc. 3. |
| 1107 |
| The sons of Edward sleep in Abraham’s bosom. |
| King Richard III. Act iv. Sc. 3. |
| 1108 |
| Let not the heavens hear these tell-tale women Rail on the Lord’s anointed. |
| King Richard III. Act iv. Sc. 4. |
| 1109 |
| Tetchy and wayward. |
| King Richard III. Act iv. Sc. 4. |
| 1110 |
| An honest tale speeds best, being plainly told. |
| King Richard III. Act iv. Sc. 4. |
| 1111 |
| Thus far into the bowels of the land Have we marched on without impediment. |
| King Richard III. Act v. Sc. 2. |
| 1112 |
| True hope is swift, and flies with swallow’s wings; Kings it makes gods, and meaner creatures kings. |
| King Richard III. Act v. Sc. 2. |
| 1113 |
| The king’s name is a tower of strength. |
| King Richard III. Act v. Sc. 3. |
| 1114 |
| Give me another horse: bind up my wounds. |
| King Richard III. Act v. Sc. 3. |
| 1115 |
| O coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me! |
| King Richard III. Act v. Sc. 3. |
| 1116 |
| My conscience hath a thousand several tongues, And every tongue brings in a several tale, And every tale condemns me for a villain. |
| King Richard III. Act v. Sc. 3. |
| 1117 |
| The early village cock Hath twice done salutation to the morn. |
| King Richard III. Act v. Sc. 3. |
| 1118 |
| By the apostle Paul, shadows to-night Have struck more terror to the soul of Richard Than can the substance of ten thousand soldiers. |
| King Richard III. Act v. Sc. 3. |
| Note 1. A little too wise, they say, do ne’er live long.—Thomas Middleton: The Phœnix, act i. sc. 1. [back] |
| Note 2. Off with his head! so much for Buckingham!—Colley Cibber: Richard III. (altered), act iv. sc. 3. [back] |