He's follow'd both with body and with mind; stones: Derives from heaven his quarrel, and his cause; K. HENRY IV., PART II., A. 1, s. 1. REPENTANCE NEVER TOO LATE. KATHERINE. Husband, let's follow, to see the end of this ado. PETRUCHIO. First kiss me, Kate, and we will. PET. Why, then, let's home again :-Come, sirrah, let's away. KATH. Nay, I will give thee a kiss: now pray thee, love, stay. PET. Is not this well?-Come, my sweet Kate; Better once than never, for never too late. TAMING OF THE SHREW, A. 5, s. 1. REPENTANCE NEVER TOO LATE. CONFESS yourself to heaven; Repent what's past: avoid what is to come; And do not spread the compost on the weeds, To make them ranker. HAMLET, A. 3, s. 4. REPOSE. WISELY, and slow; They stumble, that run fast. ROMEO AND JULIET, A. 2, s. 3. REPUTATION NECESSARY FOR HAPPINESS. My dear, dear lord, Mine honour is my life; both grow in one; K. RICHARD II., a. 1, s. 1. SACREDNESS OF MARRIAGE. CESAR. You take from me a great part of myself; Use me well in it.-Sister, prove such a wife Shall pass on thy approof.-Most noble Antony, Have loved without this mean, if on both parts ANTONY. You shall not find, Though you be therein curious, the least cause For what you seem to fear: So, the gods keep you, And make the hearts of Romans serve your ends! We will here part. CES. Farewell, my dearest sister, fare thee well; The elements be kind to thee, and make ANT. The April's in her eyes: It is love's spring, And these the showers to bring it on.-Be cheerful. Her tongue will not obey her heart, nor can Her heart inform her tongue: the swan's down feather, That stands upon the swell at full of tide, And neither way inclines. ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA, A. 3, s. 2. SECURITY IS MORTAL'S CHIEFEST ENEMY. 1ST WITCH. Why, how now, Hecate? you look angerly. HECATE. Have I not reason, beldams as you are, Saucy, and over-bold? How did you dare And, which is worse, all you have done, Meet me i'the morning; thither he Your vessels, and your spells, provide, Great business must be wrought ere noon : There hangs a vaporous drop profound; Is mortal's chiefest enemy. Hark, I am call'd; my little spirit, see, MACBETH, A. 3, s. 5. SEEING CONTRARY. NEVER man so chang'd: I told him of the army that was landed; He smil'd at it: I told him, you were coming; His answer was, The worse: of Gloster's treachery, And of the loyal service of his son, When I inform'd him, then he call'd him sot; And told me, I had turn'd the wrong side out:What most he should dislike, seems pleasant to him; What like, offensive. KING LEAR, A. 4, s. 2. SELF-MURDER, WE would not understand what was most fit; HAMLET, A. 4, s. 1. SHORT-LIV'D WITS WITHER AS THEY GROW. MARIA. I know him, madam; at a marriage feast, Between lord Perigort and the beauteous heir MAR. They say so most, that most his humours know. PRIN. Such short-liv'd wits do wither as they grow. LOVE'S LABOUR'S LOST, A. 2, s. 1. |