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O coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me! -King Richard III. Act v. Sc. 3.
O coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me! -King Richard III. Act v. Sc. 3.
Beauty provoketh thieves sooner than gold. -As You Like It. Act i. Sc. 3.
Beauty provoketh thieves sooner than gold. -As You Like It. Act i. Sc. 3.
What 's gone and what 's past help Should be past grief. -The Winter's Tale. Act iii. Sc. 2.
What 's gone and what 's past help Should be past grief. -The Winter's Tale. Act iii. Sc. 2.
And sheathed their swords for lack of argument. -King Henry V. Act iii. Sc. 1.
And sheathed their swords for lack of argument. -King Henry V. Act iii. Sc. 1.
I may justly say, with the hook-nosed fellow of Rome, I came, saw, and overcame. -King Henry IV. Part II. read more
I may justly say, with the hook-nosed fellow of Rome, I came, saw, and overcame. -King Henry IV. Part II. Act iv. Sc. 3.
He hath indeed better bettered expectation. -Much Ado about Nothing. Act i. Sc. 1.
He hath indeed better bettered expectation. -Much Ado about Nothing. Act i. Sc. 1.
The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together. -All 's Well that Ends Well. read more
The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together. -All 's Well that Ends Well. Act iv. Sc. 3.
Honour pricks me on. Yea, but how if honour prick me off when I come on,—how then? Can honour set read more
Honour pricks me on. Yea, but how if honour prick me off when I come on,—how then? Can honour set to a leg? no: or an arm? no: or take away the grief of a wound? no. Honour hath no skill in surgery, then? no. What is honour? a word. What is in that word honour; what is that honour? air. A trim reckoning! Who hath it? he that died o' Wednesday. Doth he feel it? no. Doth he hear it? no. 'T is insensible, then? yea, to the dead. But will it not live with the living? no. Why? detraction will not suffer it. Therefore I 'll none of it. Honour is a mere scutcheon. And so ends my catechism. -King Henry IV. Part I. Act v. Sc. 1.
After my death I wish no other herald, No other speaker of my living actions, To keep mine honour from read more
After my death I wish no other herald, No other speaker of my living actions, To keep mine honour from corruption, But such an honest chronicler as Griffith. -King Henry VIII. Act iv. Sc. 2.