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The words of Mercury are harsh after the songs of Apollo. [You, that way: we, this way.] - William Shakespeare, Love's Labor's Lost (Armado at V, ii) So thanks to all at once and to each one, Whom we invite to see us crowned at Scone. - William Shakespeare, Macbeth (Malcolm at V, viii) Dear Isabel, I have a motion which imports your good, Whereto if you'll a willing ear incline, What's mine is yours, and what is yours is mine. So, bring us to our palace, where we'll show What's yet behind, that's meet you all should know. - William Shakespeare, Measure for Measure (Vincentio, the Duke at V, i) Think not on him till to-morrow. I'll devise thee brave punishments for him. Strike up, pipers! - William Shakespeare, Much Ado About Nothing (Benedick at V, iv) Myself will straight aboard, and to the state This heavy act with heavy heart relate. - William Shakespeare, Othello the Moor of Venice (Lodovico at V, ii) So, on your patience evermore attending, New joy wait on you! Here our play has ending. - William Shakespeare, Pericles Prince of Tyre (Gower at epilogue) Go hence, to have more talk of these sad things; Some shall be pardoned, and some punished; For never was a story of more woe Than this of Juliet and her Romeo. - William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet (Prince at V, iii) Nay, then, thus: We came into the world like brother and brother; And now let's go hand in hand, not one before another. - William Shakespeare, The Comedy of Errors (Dromio of Ephesus at V, i) It should be now, but that my fear is this, Some galled goose of Winchester would hiss. Till then I'll sweat and seek about for eases, And at that time bequeath you my diseases.' - William Shakespeare, The History of Troilus and Cressida (Pandarus at V, x) O, let us pay the time but needful woe, Since it hath been before hand with our griefs. This England never did, nor never shall, Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror But when it first did help to wound itself. Now these her princes are come home again, Come with three corners of the world in arms, And we shall shock them. Nought shall make us rue If England to itself do rest but true. - William Shakespeare, The Life and Death of King John (Bastard at V, vii) If they smile And say 'twill do, I know within a while All the best men are ours; for 'tis ill hap, If they hold when their ladies bid 'em clap. - William Shakespeare, The Life of King Henry the Eighth (epilogue at epilogue) Henry the Sixth, in infant bands crowned King Of France and England, did this king succeed; Whose state so many had the managing That they lost France and made his England bleed: Which oft our stage hath shown; and for their sake, In your fair minds let this acceptance take. - William Shakespeare, The Life of King Henry the Fifth (epilogue at epilogue) Dead Is noble Timon, of whose memory Hereafter more. Bring me into your city, And I will use the olive with my sword, Make war breed peace, make peace stint war, make each Prescribe to other, as each other's leech. Let our drums strike. - William Shakespeare, The Life of Timon of Athens (Alcibiades at V, iv) Well, while I live I'll fear no other thing So sore as keeping safe Nerissa's ring. - William Shakespeare, The Merchant of Venice (Gratiano at V, i) Let it be so. Sir John, To Master Brook you yet shall hold your word; For he to-night shall lie with Mistress Ford. - William Shakespeare, The Merry Wives of Windsor (Ford at V, v) 'Tis a wonder, by your leave, she will be tamed so. - William Shakespeare, The Taming of the Shrew (Lucentio at V, ii) Gentle breath of yours my sails Must fill, or else my project fails, Which was to please. Now I want Spirits to enforce, art to enchant; And my ending is despair Unless I be relieved by prayer, Which pierces so that it assaults Mercy itself and frees all faults. As you from crimes would pardoned be, Let your indulgence set me free. - William Shakespeare, The Tempest (Prospero at epilogue) Lords, I protest my soul is full of woe That blood should sprinkle me to make me grow. Come, mourn with me for what I do lament, And put sullen black incontinent. I'll make a voyage to the Holy Land To wash this blood off from my guilty hand. March sadly after. Grace my mournings here In weeping after this untimely bier. - William Shakespeare, The Tragedy of King Richard the Second (King Richard at V, vi) Abate the edge of traitors, gracious Lord, That would reduce these bloody days again And make poor England weep in streams of blood! Let them not live to taste this land's increase That would with treason wound this fair land's peace! Now civil wounds are stopped, peace lives again: That she may long live here, God say amen! - William Shakespeare, The Tragedy of King Richard the Third (Richmond at V, v) Please you, I'll tell you as we pass along, That you will wonder what hath fortuned. Come, Proteus, 'tis your penance but to hear The story of your loves discovered; That done, our day of marriage shall be yours: One feast, one house, one mutual happiness. - William Shakespeare, The Two Gentlemen of Verona (Valentine at V, iv) Good Paulina, Lead us from hence, where we may leisurely Each one demand and answer to his part Performed in this wide gap of time since first We were dissevered. Hastily lead away. - William Shakespeare, The Winter's Tale (Leontes at V, iii) As for that ravenous tiger, Tamora, No funeral rite, nor man in mourning weeds, No mournful bell shall ring her burial; But throw her forth to beasts and birds to prey. Her life was beastly and devoid of pity, And being dead, let birds on he take pity! [See justice done on Aaron, that damned Moor, By whom our heavy haps had their beginning. Then, afterwards, to order well the state, That like events may ne'er it ruinate.] - William Shakespeare, Titus Andronicus (Lucius at V, iii) A great while ago the world begun, With hey, ho, the wind and the rain; But that's all one, our play is done, And we'll strive to please you every day. - William Shakespeare, Twelfth Night, or, What You Will (Duke at V, i) I do not say that John or Jonathan will realize all this; but such is the character of that morrow which mere lapse of time can never make to dawn. The light which puts out our eyes is darkness to us. Only that day dawns to which we are awake. There is more day to dawn. The sun is but a morning star. - Henry David Thoreau, Walden [1854] If the reader thinks he is done, now, and that this book has no moral to it, he is in error. The moral of it is this: If you are of any account, stay at home and make your way by faithful diligence; but if you are "no account," go away from home, and then you will have to work, whether you want to or not. Thus you become a blessing to your friends by ceasing to be a nuisance to them--if the people you go among suffer by the operation. - Mark Twain (pseudonym of Samuel Langhorne Clemens), Roughing It [1872] Displaying page 3 of 4 for this topic: << Prev Next >> 1 2 [3] 4
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