Baited like eagles having lately bathed;
Glittering in golden coats, like images;
As full of spirit as the month of May,
And gorgeous as the sun at midsummer.
_King Henry IV. Part I. Act iv. Sc. 1._
I saw young Harry, with his beaver on,
His cuisses on his thighs, gallantly arm'd,
Rise from the ground like feather'd Mercury,
And vaulted with such ease into his seat
As if an angel dropp'd down from the clouds,
To turn and wind a fiery Pegasus
And witch the world with noble horsemanship.
_King Henry IV. Part I. Act iv. Sc. 1._
The cankers of a calm world and a long peace.
_King Henry IV. Part I. Act iv. Sc. 2._
A mad fellow met me on the way and told me I had unloaded all the
gibbets and pressed the dead bodies. No eye hath seen such
scarecrows. I 'll not march through Coventry with them, that 's
flat: nay, and the villains march wide betwixt the legs, as if
they had gyves on; for indeed I had the most of them out of
prison. There 's but a shirt and a half in all my company; and
the half-shirt is two napkins tacked together and thrown over the
shoulders like an herald's coat without sleeves.
_King Henry IV. Part I. Act iv. Sc. 2._
Food for powder, food for powder; they 'll fill a pit as well as
better.
_King Henry IV. Part I. Act iv. 2._
To the latter end of a fray and the beginning of a feast[87-1]
Fits a dull fighter and a keen guest.
_King Henry IV. Part I. Act iv. 2._
I would 't were bedtime, Hal, and all well.
_King Henry IV. Part I. Act v. Sc. 1._
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._
Two stars keep not their motion in one sphere.
_King Henry IV. Part I. Act v. Sc. 4._
This earth that bears thee dead
Bears not alive so stout a gentleman.
_King Henry IV. Part I. Act v. Sc. 4._
Thy ignominy sleep with thee in the grave,
But not remember'd in thy epitaph!
_King Henry IV. Part I. Act v. Sc. 4._
I could have better spared a better man.
_King Henry IV. Part I. Act v. Sc. 4._
The better part of valour is discretion.[87-2]
_King Henry IV. Part I. Act v. Sc. 4._
Full bravely hast thou fleshed
Thy maiden sword.
_King Henry IV. Part I. Act v. 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.
_King Henry IV. Part I. Act v. Sc. 4._
I 'll purge, and leave sack, and live cleanly.
_King Henry IV. Part I. Act v. Sc. 4._
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 burnt.
_King Henry IV. Part II. 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,
Remember'd tolling a departing friend.
_King Henry IV. Part II. Act i. Sc. 1._
I am not only witty in myself, but the cause that wit is in other
men.
_King Henry IV. Part II. Act i. Sc. 2._
A rascally yea-forsooth knave.
_King Henry IV. Part II. Act i. Sc. 2._
Some smack of age in you, some relish of the saltness of time.
_King Henry IV. Part II. Act i. Sc. 2._
We that are in the vaward of our youth.
_King Henry IV. Part II. Act i. Sc. 2._
For my voice, I have lost it with halloing and singing of
anthems.
_King Henry IV. Part II. Act i. Sc. 2._
It was alway yet the trick of our English nation, if they have a
good thing to make it too common.
_King Henry IV. Part II. Act i. Sc. 2._
I were better to be eaten to death with a rust than to be scoured
to nothing with perpetual motion.
_King Henry IV. Part II. Act i. Sc. 2._
If I do, fillip me with a three-man beetle.
_King Henry IV. Part II. Act i. Sc. 2._
Who lined himself with hope,
Eating the air on promise of supply.
_King Henry IV. Part II. Act i. Sc. 2._
When we mean to build,
We first survey the plot, then draw the model;
And when we see the figure of the house,
Then must we rate the cost of the erection.[88-1]
_King Henry IV. Part II. Act i. Sc. 3._
An habitation giddy and unsure
Hath he that buildeth on the vulgar heart.
_King Henry IV. Part II. Act i. Sc. 3._
Past and to come seems best; things present worst.
_King Henry IV. Part II. Act i. Sc. 3._
A poor lone woman.
_King Henry IV. Part II. Act ii. Sc. 1._
I 'll tickle your catastrophe.
_King Henry IV. Part II. Act ii. Sc. 1._
He hath eaten me out of house and home.
_King Henry IV. Part II. Act ii. Sc. 1._
Thou didst swear to me upon a parcel-gilt goblet, sitting in my
Dolphin-chamber, at the round table, by a sea-coal fire, upon
Wednesday in Wheeson week.
_King Henry IV. Part II. Act ii. Sc. 1._
I do now remember the poor creature, small beer.
_King Henry IV. Part II. Act ii. Sc. 2._
Let the end try the man.
_King Henry IV. Part II. Act ii. Sc. 2._
Thus we play the fools with the time, and the spirits of the wise
sit in the clouds and mock us.
_King Henry IV. Part II. Act ii. Sc. 2._
He was indeed the glass
Wherein the noble youth did dress themselves.
_King Henry IV. Part II. Act ii. Sc. 3._
Aggravate your choler.
_King Henry IV. Part II. Act ii. Sc. 4._
O sleep, O 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?
_King Henry IV. Part II. Act iii. Sc. 1._
With all appliances and means to boot.
_King Henry IV. Part II. Act iii. Sc. 1._
Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.
_King Henry IV. Part II. Act iii. Sc. 1._
Death, as the Psalmist saith, is certain to all; all shall die.
How a good yoke of bullocks at Stamford fair?
_King Henry IV. Part II. Act iii. Sc. 2._
Accommodated; that is, when a man is, as they say, accommodated;
or when a man is, being, whereby a' may be thought to be
accommodated,--which is an excellent thing.
_King Henry IV. Part II. Act iii. Sc. 2._
Most forcible Feeble.
_King Henry IV. Part II. Act iii. Sc. 2._
We have heard the chimes at midnight.
_King Henry IV. Part II. Act iii. Sc. 2._
A man can die but once.
_King Henry IV. Part II. Act iii. Sc. 2._
Like a man made after supper of a cheese-paring: when a' was
naked, he was, for all the world, like a forked radish, with a
head fantastically carved upon it with a knife.
_King Henry IV. Part II. Act iii. Sc. 2._
We are ready to try our fortunes
To the last man.
_King Henry IV. Part II. Act iv. Sc. 2._
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 a tear for pity, and a hand
Open as day for melting charity.
_King Henry IV. Part II. Act iv. Sc. 4._
Thy wish was father, Harry, to that thought.
_King Henry IV. Part II. Act iv. Sc. 5._[90-1]
Commit
The oldest sins the newest kind of ways.
_King Henry IV. Part II. Act iv. Sc. 5._[90-1]
A joint of mutton, and any pretty little tiny kickshaws, tell
William cook.
_King Henry IV. Part II. Act v. Sc. 1._
His cares are now all ended.
_King Henry IV. Part II. Act v. Sc. 2._
_Falstaff._ What wind blew you hither, Pistol?
_Pistol._ Not the ill wind which blows no man to good.[90-2]
_King Henry IV. Part II. Act v. Sc. 3._
A foutre for the world and worldlings base!
I speak of Africa and golden joys.
_King Henry IV. Part II. Act v. Sc. 3._
Under which king, Bezonian? speak, or die!
_King Henry IV. Part II. Act v. Sc. 3._
O for a Muse of fire, that would ascend
The brightest heaven of invention!
_King Henry V. Prologue._
Consideration, like an angel, came
And whipped the offending Adam out of him.
_King Henry V. Act i. Sc. 1._
Turn him to any cause of policy,
The Gordian knot of it he will unloose,
Familiar as his garter: that when he speaks,
The air, a chartered libertine, is still.
_King Henry V. Act i. Sc. 1._
Base is the slave that pays.
_King Henry V. Act ii. Sc. 1._
Even at the turning o' the tide.
_King Henry V. Act ii. Sc. 3._
His nose was as sharp as a pen, and a' babbled of green fields.
_King Henry V. Act ii. Sc. 3._
As cold as any stone.
_King Henry V. Act ii. Sc. 3._
Self-love, my liege, is not so vile a sin
As self-neglecting.
_King Henry V. Act ii. Sc. 4._
Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more,
Or close the wall up with our English dead!
In peace there 's nothing so becomes a man
As modest stillness and humility;
But when the blast of war blows in our ears,
Then imitate the action of the tiger:
Stiffen the sinews, summon up the blood.
_King Henry V. Act iii. Sc. 1._
And sheathed their swords for lack of argument.
_King Henry V. Act iii. Sc. 1._
I see you stand like greyhounds in the slips,
Straining upon the start.
_King Henry V. Act iii. Sc. 1._
I would give all my fame for a pot of ale and safety.
_King Henry V. Act iii. Sc. 2._
Men of few words are the best men.
_King Henry V. Act iii. Sc. 2._
I thought upon one pair of English legs
Did march three Frenchmen.
_King Henry V. Act iii. Sc. 6._
You may as well say, that 's a valiant flea that dare eat his
breakfast on the lip of a lion.
_King Henry V. Act iii. Sc. 7._[91-1]
The hum of either army stilly sounds,
That the fixed sentinels almost receive
The secret whispers of each other's watch;
Fire answers fire, and through their paly flames
Each battle sees the other's umbered face;
Steed threatens steed, in high and boastful neighs
Piercing the night's dull ear, and from the tents
The armourers, accomplishing the knights,
With busy hammers closing rivets up,[92-1]
Give dreadful note of preparation.
_King Henry V. Act iv. Prologue._
There is some soul of goodness in things evil,
Would men observingly distil it out.
_King Henry V. Act iv. Sc. 1._
Every subject's duty is the king's; but every subject's soul is
his own.
_King Henry V. Act iv. Sc. 1._
That 's a perilous shot out of an elder-gun.
_King Henry V. Act iv. Sc. 1._
Who with a body filled and vacant mind
Gets him to rest, crammed with distressful bread.
_King Henry V. Act iv. Sc. 1._
Winding up days with toil and nights with sleep.
_King Henry V. Act iv. Sc. 1._
But if it be a sin to covet honour,
I am the most offending soul alive.
_King Henry V. Act iv. Sc. 3._
This day is called the feast of Crispian:
He that outlives this day and comes safe home,
Will stand a tip-toe when this day is named,
And rouse him at the name of Crispian.
_King Henry V. Act iv. Sc. 3._
Then shall our names,
Familiar in his mouth[92-2] as household words,--
Harry the King, Bedford and Exeter,
Warwick and Talbot, Salisbury and Gloucester,--
Be in their flowing cups freshly remembered.
_King Henry V. Act iv. Sc. 3._
We few, we happy few, we band of brothers.
_King Henry V. Act iv. Sc. 3._
There is a river in Macedon; and there is also moreover a river
at Monmouth; . . . and there is salmons in both.
_King Henry V. Act iv. Sc. 7._
An arrant traitor as any is in the universal world, or in France,
or in England!
_King Henry V. Act iv. Sc. 8._
There is occasions and causes why and wherefore in all things.
_King Henry V. Act v. Sc. 1._
By this leek, I will most horribly revenge: I eat and eat, I
swear.
_King Henry V. Act v. Sc. 1._
All hell shall stir for this.
_King Henry V. Act v. Sc. 1._
If he be not fellow with the best king, thou shalt find the best
king of good fellows.
_King Henry V. Act v. Sc. 2._
Hung be the heavens with black, yield day to night!
_King Henry VI. Part I. Act i. Sc. 1._
Halcyon days.
_King Henry VI. Part I. Act i. Sc. 2._
Between two hawks, which flies the higher pitch;
Between two dogs, which hath the deeper mouth;
Between two blades, which bears the better temper;
Between two horses, which doth bear him best;
Between two girls, which hath the merriest eye,--
I have perhaps some shallow spirit of judgment;
But in these nice sharp quillets of the law,
Good faith, I am no wiser than a daw.
_King Henry VI. Part I. Act ii. Sc. 4._
Delays have dangerous ends.[93-1]
_King Henry VI. Part I. Act iii. Sc. 2._
She 's beautiful, and therefore to be wooed;
She is a woman, therefore to be won.
_King Henry VI. Part I. Act v. Sc. 3._
Main chance.[93-2]
_King Henry VI. Part II. Act i. Sc. 1._
Could I come near your beauty with my nails,
I'd set my ten commandments in your face.
_King Henry VI. Part II. Act i. Sc. 3._
Smooth runs the water where the brook is deep.[93-3]
_King Henry VI. Part II. Act iii. Sc. 1._
What stronger breastplate than a heart untainted!
Thrice is he armed that hath his quarrel just,
And he but naked, though locked up in steel,
Whose conscience with injustice is corrupted.[94-1]
_King Henry VI. Part II. Act iii. Sc. 2._
He dies, and makes no sign.
_King Henry VI. Part II. Act iii. Sc. 3._
Close up his eyes and draw the curtain close;
And let us all to meditation.
_King Henry VI. Part II. Act iii. Sc. 3._
The gaudy, blabbing, and remorseful day
Is crept into the bosom of the sea.
_King Henry VI. Part II. Act iv. Sc. 1._
There shall be in England seven halfpenny loaves sold for a
penny; the three-hooped pot shall have ten hoops; and I will make
it felony to drink small beer.
_King Henry VI. Part II. Act iv. Sc. 2._
Is not this a lamentable thing, that of the skin of an innocent
lamb should be made parchment? that parchment, being scribbled
o'er, should undo a man?
_King Henry VI. Part II. Act iv. Sc. 2._
Sir, he made a chimney in my father's house, and the bricks are
alive at this day to testify it.
_King Henry VI. Part II. Act iv. Sc. 2._
Thou hast most traitorously corrupted the youth of the realm in
erecting a grammar-school; and whereas, before, our forefathers
had no other books but the score and the tally, thou hast caused
printing to be used, and, contrary to the king, his crown and
dignity, thou hast built a paper-mill.
_King Henry VI. Part II. Act iv. Sc. 7._
How sweet a thing it is to wear a crown,
Within whose circuit is Elysium
And all that poets feign of bliss and joy!
_King Henry VI. Part III. Act i. Sc. 2._
And many strokes, though with a little axe,
Hew down and fell the hardest-timbered oak.
_King Henry VI. Part III. Act ii. Sc. 1._
The smallest worm will turn, being trodden on.
_King Henry VI. Part III. Act ii. Sc. 2._
Didst thou never hear
That things ill got had ever bad success?
And happy always was it for that son
Whose father for his hoarding went to hell?
_King Henry VI. Part III. Act ii. Sc. 2._
Warwick, peace,
Proud setter up and puller down of kings!
_King Henry VI. Part III. Act iii. Sc. 3._
A little fire is quickly trodden out;
Which, being suffered, rivers cannot quench.
_King Henry VI. Part III. Act iv. Sc. 8._
Suspicion always haunts the guilty mind;
The thief doth fear each bush an officer.
_King Henry VI. Part III. Act v. Sc. 6._
Now is the winter of our discontent
Made glorious summer by this sun of York,
And all the clouds that loured upon our house
In the deep bosom of the ocean buried.
Now are our brows bound with victorious wreaths,
Our bruised arms hung up for monuments,
Our stern alarums changed to merry meetings,
Our dreadful marches to delightful measures.
Grim-visaged war hath smoothed his wrinkled front;
And now, instead of mounting barbed steeds
To fright the souls of fearful adversaries,
He capers nimbly in a lady's chamber
To the lascivious pleasing of a lute.
But I, that am not shaped for sportive tricks,
Nor made to court an amorous looking-glass;
I, that am rudely stamped, and want love's majesty
To strut before a wanton ambling nymph;
I, that am curtailed of this fair proportion,
Cheated of feature by dissembling nature,
Deformed, unfinished, sent before my time
Into this breathing world, scarce half made up,
And that so lamely and unfashionable
That dogs bark at me as I halt by them,--
Why, I, in this weak piping time of peace,
Have no delight to pass away the time,
Unless to spy my shadow in the sun.
_King Richard III. Act i. Sc. 1._
To leave this keen encounter of our wits.
_King Richard III. Act i. Sc. 2._
Was ever woman in this humour wooed?
Was ever woman in this humour won?
_King Richard III. Act i. Sc. 2._
Framed in the prodigality of nature.
_King Richard III. Act i. Sc. 2._
The world is grown so bad,
That wrens make prey where eagles dare not perch.[96-1]
_King Richard III. Act i. Sc. 3._
And thus I clothe my naked villany
With old odd ends stolen out of[96-2] holy writ,
And seem a saint when most I play the devil.
_King Richard III. Act i. Sc. 3._
O, I have passed a miserable night,
So full of ugly sights, of ghastly dreams,
That, as I am a Christian faithful man,
I would not spend another such a night,
Though 't were to buy a world of happy days.
_King Richard III. Act i. Sc. 4._
Lord, Lord! methought, what pain it was to drown!
What dreadful noise of waters in mine ears!
What ugly sights of death within mine eyes!
Methought I saw a thousand fearful wrecks,
Ten thousand men that fishes gnawed upon,
Wedges of gold, great anchors, heaps of pearl,
Inestimable stones, unvalued jewels,
All scattered in the bottom of the sea:
Some lay in dead men's skulls; and in those holes
Where eyes did once inhabit, there were crept,
As 't were in scorn of eyes, reflecting gems.
_King Richard III. Act i. Sc. 4._
A parlous boy.
_King Richard III. Act ii. Sc. 4._
So wise so young, they say, do never live long.[97-1]
_King Richard III. Act iii. Sc. 1._
Off with his head![97-2]
_King Richard III. Act iii. Sc. 4._
Lives like a drunken sailor on a mast,
Ready with every nod to tumble down.
_King Richard III. Act iii. Sc. 4._
Even in the afternoon of her best days.
_King Richard III. Act iii. Sc. 7._
Thou troublest me; I am not in the vein.
_King Richard III. Act iv. Sc. 2._
Their lips were four red roses on a stalk.
_King Richard III. Act iv. Sc. 3._
The sons of Edward sleep in Abraham's bosom.
_King Richard III. Act iv. Sc. 3._
Let not the heavens hear these tell-tale women
Rail on the Lord's anointed.
_King Richard III. Act iv. Sc. 4._
Tetchy and wayward.
_King Richard III. Act iv. Sc. 4._
An honest tale speeds best, being plainly told.
_King Richard III. Act iv. Sc. 4._
Thus far into the bowels of the land
Have we marched on without impediment.
_King Richard III. Act v. Sc. 2._
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._
The king's name is a tower of strength.
_King Richard III. Act v. Sc. 3._
Give me another horse: bind up my wounds.
_King Richard III. Act v. Sc. 3._
O coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me!
_King Richard III. Act v. Sc. 3._
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._
The early village cock
Hath twice done salutation to the morn.
_King Richard III. Act v. Sc. 3._
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._
The selfsame heaven
That frowns on me looks sadly upon him.
_King Richard III. Act v. Sc. 3._
A thing devised by the enemy.[98-1]
_King Richard III. Act v. Sc. 3._
I have set my life upon a cast,
And I will stand the hazard of the die:
I think there be six Richmonds in the field.
_King Richard III. Act v. Sc. 4._
A horse! a horse! my kingdom for a horse!
_King Richard III. Act v. Sc. 4._
Order gave each thing view.
_King Henry VIII. Act i. Sc. 1._
No man's pie is freed
From his ambitious finger.
_King Henry VIII. Act i. Sc. 1._
Anger is like
A full-hot horse, who being allow'd his way,
Self-mettle tires him.
_King Henry VIII. Act i. Sc. 1._
Heat not a furnace for your foe so hot
That it do singe yourself.
_King Henry VIII. Act i. Sc. 1._
'T is but the fate of place, and the rough brake
That virtue must go through.
_King Henry VIII. Act i. Sc. 2._
The mirror of all courtesy.
_King Henry VIII. Act ii. Sc. 1._
This bold bad man.[98-2]
_King Henry VIII. Act ii. Sc. 2._
'T is better to be lowly born,
And range with humble livers in content,
Than to be perked up in a glistering grief,
And wear a golden sorrow.
_King Henry VIII. Act ii. Sc. 3._
Orpheus with his lute made trees,
And the mountain-tops that freeze,
Bow themselves when he did sing.
_King Henry VIII. Act iii. Sc. 1._
'T is well said again,
And 't is a kind of good deed to say well:
And yet words are no deeds.
_King Henry VIII. Act iii. Sc. 2._
And then to breakfast with
What appetite you have.
_King Henry VIII. Act iii. Sc. 2._
I have touched the highest point of all my greatness;
And from that full meridian of my glory
I haste now to my setting: I shall fall
Like a bright exhalation in the evening,
And no man see me more.
_King Henry VIII. Act iii. Sc. 2._
Press not a falling man too far!
_King Henry VIII. Act iii. Sc. 2._
Farewell! a long farewell, to all my greatness!
This is the state of man: to-day he puts forth
The tender leaves of hopes; to-morrow blossoms,
And bears his blushing honours thick upon him;
The third day comes a frost, a killing frost,
And when he thinks, good easy man, full surely
His greatness is a-ripening, nips his root,
And then he falls, as I do. I have ventured,
Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders,
This many summers in a sea of glory,
But far beyond my depth: my high-blown pride
At length broke under me and now has left me,
Weary and old with service, to the mercy
Of a rude stream, that must forever hide me.
Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye:
I feel my heart new opened. O, how wretched
Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favours!
There is betwixt that smile we would aspire to,
That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin,
More pangs and fears than wars or women have:
And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer,
Never to hope again.
_King Henry VIII. Act iii. Sc. 2._
A peace above all earthly dignities,
A still and quiet conscience.
_King Henry VIII. Act iii. Sc. 2._
A load would sink a navy.
_King Henry VIII. Act iii. Sc. 2._
And sleep in dull cold marble.
_King Henry VIII. Act iii. Sc. 2._
Say, Wolsey, that once trod the ways of glory,
And sounded all the depths and shoals of honour,
Found thee a way, out of his wreck, to rise in;
A sure and safe one, though thy master missed it.
_King Henry VIII. Act iii. Sc. 2._
I charge thee, fling away ambition:
By that sin fell the angels.
_King Henry VIII. Act iii. Sc. 2._
Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee;
Corruption wins not more than honesty.
Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace,
To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not:
Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's,
Thy God's, and truth's; then if thou fall'st, O Cromwell,
Thou fall'st a blessed martyr!
_King Henry VIII. Act iii. Sc. 2._
Had I but served my God with half the zeal
I served my king, he would not in mine age
Have left me naked to mine enemies.
_King Henry VIII. Act iii. Sc. 2._
A royal train, believe me.
_King Henry VIII. Act iv. Sc. 1._
An old man, broken with the storms of state,
Is come to lay his weary bones among ye:
Give him a little earth for charity!
_King Henry VIII. Act iv. Sc. 2._
He gave his honours to the world again,
His blessed part to heaven, and slept in peace.
_King Henry VIII. Act iv. Sc. 2._
So may he rest; his faults lie gently on him!
_King Henry VIII. Act iv. Sc. 2._
He was a man
Of an unbounded stomach.
_King Henry VIII. Act iv. Sc. 2._
Men's evil manners live in brass; their virtues
We write in water.[100-1]
_King Henry VIII. Act iv. Sc. 2._
He was a scholar, and a ripe and good one;
Exceeding wise, fair-spoken, and persuading;
Lofty and sour to them that loved him not,
But to those men that sought him sweet as summer.
_King Henry VIII. Act iv. Sc. 2._
Yet in bestowing, madam,
He was most princely.
_King Henry VIII. Act iv. Sc. 2._
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._
To dance attendance on their lordships' pleasures.
_King Henry VIII. Act v. Sc. 2._
'T is a cruelty
To load a falling man.
_King Henry VIII. Act v. Sc. 3._[101-1]
You were ever good at sudden commendations.
_King Henry VIII. Act v. Sc. 3._[101-1]
I come not
To hear such flattery now, and in my presence.
_King Henry VIII. Act v. Sc. 3._[101-2]
They are too thin and bare to hide offences.
_King Henry VIII. Act v. Sc. 3._[101-1]
Those about her
From her shall read the perfect ways of honour.
_King Henry VIII. Act v. Sc. 5._[101-2]
Wherever the bright sun of heaven shall shine,
His honour and the greatness of his name
Shall be, and make new nations.