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,
Give dreadful note of preparation.

4ct iv. Chorus.

There is some sort of goodness in things evil,
Would men observingly distil it out.

Activ. Sc. I.

Every subject's duty is the king's; but every subject's soul is his own.

Activ. Sc. I.

That 's a perilous shot out of an elder gun. Act iv. Sc. 1.

Gets him to rest, crammed with distressful bread.

Act iv. Sc. I. This day is called the feast of Crispian : He that outlives this day, and comes safe home, Will stand a tip-toe when the day is named, And rouse him at the name of Crispian. Act is. Sc. 3.

Then shall our names,
Familiar in their mouths as household words,-
Harry the King, Bedford and Exeter,
Warwick and Talbot, Salisbury and Gloster,---
Be in their flowing cups freshly remembered.

Act iv. Sc. 3. If he be not fellow with the best king, thou shalt find the best king of good fellows.

Act v. Sc. 2.

KING HENRY VI.

PART 1.

Hung be the heavens with black.

Act i. Sc. I.

She's beautiful ; and therefore to be wooed :
She is a woman ; therefore to be won. Act v. Sc. 3.

Smooth runs the water where the brook is deep.

Act iii. Si. 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.*

Act iii. Sc. 2.

He dies and makes no sign.

Act iii. Sc. 3.

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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?

Activ. Sc. 2.

Sir, he made a chimney in my father's house, and the bricks are alive at this day to testify it. 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

* 'I'm armed with more than complete steel,
The justice of my quarrel.'—MARLOWE. Lust's Dominion.

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.

Act iv. Sc. 7.

KING HENRY VI.

PART III.

The smallest worm will turn being trodden on.

Act ii. Sc. 2.

Suspicion alway haunts the guilty mind;
The thief doth fear each bush an officer. Act v. Sc. 6.

KING RICHARD III.

Now is the winter of our discontent
Made glorious summer by this sun of York ;
And all the clouds that lowered upon our house,
In the deep bosom of the ocean buried. Act i. Sc. I.

Grim-visaged war hath smoothed his wrinkled front.

Act i. Sc. 1.

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.

Act i. Sc. I.

Why I, in this weak piping time of peace,
Have no delight to pass away the time.

Act i. Sc. 1.

To leave this keen encounter of our wits. Act i. Sc. 2.

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Was ever woman in this humour wooed ?
Was ever woman in this humour won?

Act i. Sc. 2.

And thus I clothe my naked villany
With old odd ends, stoln forth of holy writ;
And seem a saint, when most I play the devil.

Act i. Sc. 3.
O, I have passed a miserable night,
So full of fearful dreams, of ugly sights,
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.

Act i. Sc. 4. So wise, so young, they say, do ne'er live long.

Act üi. Sc. I.

Thou troublest me; I am not in the vein.

Activ. Sc. 2.

Their lips were four red roses on a stalk.

Activ. Sc. 3.

Let not the heavens hear these tell-tale women
Rail on the Lord's anointed.

Act iv. Sc. 4.

An honest tale speeds best, being plainly told.

Act iv. Sc. 4.

Thus far into the bowels of the land
Have we marched on without impediment. Act v. Sc. 2.

True hope is swift, and flies with swallow's wings,
Kings it makes gods, and meaner creatures kings.

Act v. Sc. 2.

The king's name is a tower of strength.

Aci v. Sc. 3.

A thing devised by the enemy.

Act v. Sc. 3.

A horse! a horse! My kingdom for a horse !

Act v. Sc. 4.

I have set my life upon a cast, And I will stand the hazard of the die.

Aci v. Sc. 4.

KING HENRY VIII.

Verily
I swear, '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.

Aciii. Sc. 3.

And then to breakfast with What appetite you have.

Act iii. Sc. 2.

Press not a falling man too far.

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 hope, to-morrow blossoms,
And bears his blushing honours thick upon
The third day comes a frost, a killing frost. Act iii. Sc. 2.

him :

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;