Of those, that lawless and incertain thoughts To what we fear of death. Meafure for Measure, A. 3. Sc. 1. FORTITUDE, Fortune's blows Coriolanus, A. 4. Sc. I. When most struck home, being gentle-wounded, crave A noble cunning. I dare do all that may become a man ; Who dares do more, is none. Macbeth, A. 1. Sc. 7. FORTUNE. Will Fortune never come with both hands full, Henry IV. Part II. A. 4. Sc. 4. FUNERAL ORATION. With faireft flowers, Whilst summer lafts, and I live here, Fidele, I'll sweeten thy fad grave; thou shalt not lack Yea, and furr'd mofs befides, when flowers are none Cymbeline, A. 4. Sc. 2. GOLD. 'Tis gold Which buys admittance, oft it doth; yea, makes Their deer to th' ftand o' th' ftealer: and 'tis gold, GREATNESS. 'Tis certain, Greatness once fall'n out with Fortune, Hath Hath any honour, but honour by thofe honours Which, when they fall, (as being flipp'ry ftanders) Troilus and Creffida, A. 3. Sc. 7. HUMAN LIFE. The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together; our virtues would be proud, if our faults whipt them not; and our crimes would despair, if they were not cherish'd by our virtues. All's Well that Ends Well, A. 4. Sc. 3. HYPOCRISY. To beguile the time, Look like the time; bear welcome in your eye, Your hand, your tongue: look like the innocent flower, But be the ferpent under it. Macbeth, A. 1. Sc. 5. IMAGINATION. The lunatic, the lover, and the poet, Are of imagination all compact: One fees more devils than vaft hell can hold; Sees Helen's beauty in a brow of Egypt. The The poet's eye, in a fine frenzy rolling, Doth glance from heaven to earth, from earth to heaven: And, as imagination bodies forth The forms of things unknown, the poet's pen A Midsummer Night's Dream, A. 5. Sc. 1. INGRATITUD E. Ah! when the means are gone, that buy this praise, 'The breath is gone whereof this praise is made. Timon of Athens, A. 2. Sc. 2. INTEGRITY. There is a kind of character in thy life, As if we had them not. Spirits are not finely touch'd, Herself Herself the glory of a creditor, Both thanks and use. Measure for Measure, A. 1. KINGS. For within the hollow crown, That rounds the mortal temples of a king, To monarchize, be fear'd, and kill with looks; As if this flesh, which walls about our life, Bores through his caftle-walls, and-farewell king! The cease of majesty Dies not alone; but, like a gulf, doth draw Hamlet, A. 2. Sc. 3. |