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Act i. Sc. 1.
Lord of thy presence, and no land beside.

Act ii. Sc. 1. For courage mounteth with occasion.

Act iii. Sc. 1.

Thou slave, thou wretch, thou coward, Thou little valiant, great in villany! Thou ever strong upon the stronger side! Thou fortune's champion, that dost never fight But when her humorous ladyship is by To teach thee safety!.


Thou wear a lion's hide! Doff it for shame,
And hang a calf's skin on those "recreant limbs.

Act iii. Sc. 4.

Life is as tedious as a twicetold tale,
Vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man.

Act iii. Sc. 4.

When fortune means to men most good, She looks upon them with a threatening eye.


Act iv. Sc. 2.
To gild refined gold, to paint the lily,
To throw a perfume on the violet,
To smooth the ice, or add another hue
Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light

King John-Continued.
To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish,
Is wasteful and ridiculous excess.

Act iv. Sc. 2.
How oft the sight of means to do ill deeds
Makes deeds ill done!


Act i. Sc. 3.
Oh, who can hold a fire in his hand,
By thinking on the frosty Caucasus ?
Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite,
By bare imagination of a feast?

Act i. Sc. 3.
The apprehension of the good
Gives but the greater feeling to the worse.

Act ii. Sc. 1. The ripest fruit first falls.


Act i. Sc. 2.

Thou hast damnable iteration.

Act i. Sc. 2.

'Tis my vocation, Hal; 't is no sin for a man to labor in his vocation.

King Henry IV. (Part I.) — Continued.

Act i. Sc. 2.

He will give the Devil his due.

Act i. Sc. 3.

And as the soldiers bore dead bodies by,
He called them untaught knaves, unmannerly,
To bring a slovenly, unhandsome corse
Betwixt the wind and his nobility.

Act i. Sc. 3.
By heaven, methinks it were an easy leap,
To pluck bright honor from the pale-faced moon.

Act ii. Sc. 1.

I know a trick worth two of that.

Act ii. Sc. 3. Out of this nettle, danger we pluck this flower, safety.

Act ii. Sc. 4. Call you that backing of your friends ? a plague upon such backing !

Act ii. Sc. 4. Give you a reason on compulsion! if reasons were as plenty as blackberries, I would give no man a reason upon compulsion.

Act ii. Sc. 4. I was a coward on instinct.

Act ii. Sc. 4.
No more of that, Hal, an thou lovest me.

King Henry IV. (Part I.) - Continued.

Act ii. Sc. 4. A plague of sighing and grief! it blows a man up like a bladder.

Act ii. Sc. 4. In King Cambyses vein.

Act iii. Sc. 1.
Glen. I can call spirits from the vasty deep,

Hot. Why, so can I, or so can any man:
But will they come when you do call for them?

Act iii. Sc. 1.
Tell truth and shame the Devil.

Act iii. Sc. 1.
I had rather be a kitten, and cry mew,
Than one of these same metre ballad-mongers.

Act iii. Sc. 3.
Shall I not take mine ease in mine inn?

Act v. Sc. 4.
I could have better spared a better man.

Act v. Sc. 4.
The better part of valor is discretion.

Act y. Sc. 4. Lord, Lord, how this world is given to lying! I grant you, I was down, and out of breath ; and so was he: but we rose both at an instant, and fought a long hour by Shrewsbury Clock.


Act i. Sc. 1. Even such a man, so faint, so spiritless, So dull, so dead in look, so woe-begone, Drew Priam's curtain in the dead of night, And would have told him, half his Troy was burned.

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Act i. Sc. 1.

Yet the first bringer of unwelcome news
Hath but a losing office; and his tongue
Sounds ever after as a sullen bell,
Remembered knolling a departed friend.

Act i. Sc. 2. I am not only witty in myself, but the cause that wit is in other men.

Act ii. Sc. 1.

He hath eaten me out of house and home.

Act ii. Sc. 3.

He was, indeed, the glass Wherein the noble youth did dress themselves.

Act iii. Sc. 1.

Sleep, gentle sleep,
Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee,
That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down,
And steep my senses in forgetfulness?

Act iji. Sc. 1. With all appliances and means to boot.

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