O, now, for ever Farewell the tranquil mind! farewell content! Pride, pomp, and circumstance of glorious war! Othello. Act iii. Sc. 3. Ibid. Be sure of it; give me the ocular proof. Act iv. Sc. 1. To beguile many, and be beguiled by one. They laugh that win. Ibid. But yet the pity of it, Iago! O Iago, the pity of But, alas, to make me A fixed figure for the time of scorn Othello. Act iv. Sc. 2. O heaven, that such companions thou 'ldst unfold, To lash the rascals naked through the world! 'Tis neither here nor there. He hath a daily beauty in his life. Ibid. Act iv. Sc. 3. Act v. Sc. 1. This is the night That either makes me or fordoes me quite. And smooth as monumental alabaster. Put out the light, and then put out the light: I can again thy former light restore, Ibid. Act v. Sc. 2. Should I repent me: but once put out thy light, I know not where is that Promethean heat One entire and perfect chrysolite. Ibid. Ibid. I have done the state some service, and they know 't. No more of that. I pray you, in your letters, When you shall these unlucky deeds relate, Nor set down aught in malice: then, must you speak Of one that loved not wisely but too well: 1 his slow and moving finger,' Knight, Staunton. Richer than all his tribe; of one whose subdued eyes, Albeit unused to the melting mood, Drop tears as fast as the Arabian trees Their medicinal gum. Othello. Act v. Sc. 2. I took by the throat the circumcised dog, And smote him, thus. There's beggary in the love that can be reckoned. Ibid. The barge she sat in, like a burnished throne, I have not kept my square; but that to come Shall all be done by the rule. "T was merry when Act ii. Sc. 3. You wagered on your angling; when your diver Come, thou monarch of the vine, Act in. Sc. 4. Plumpy Bacchus with pink eyne! Act ii. Sc. 7 Who does i' the wars more than his captain can Antony and Cleopatra. Ast iii. Sc. 1. He wears the rose Of youth upon him. Act iii. Sc. 13. Men's judgments are A parcel of their fortunes. To business that we love we rise betime, This morning, like the spirit of a youth Sometime we see a cloud that 's dragonish; A forked mountain, or blue promontory Ibid. Act iv. Sc. 4. Ibid. Act iv. Sc. 12. Act iv. Sc. 14. That which is now a horse, even with a thought I am dying, Egypt, dying. O, withered is the garland of the war, Let's do it after the high Roman fashion. For his bounty, Ibid. Act iv. Sc. 15. There was no winter in 't; an autumn 't was Ibid. Ibid. Act v. Sc. 2. How bravely thou becomest thy bed, fresh lily. Act ii. Se. 2. The most patient man in loss, the most coldest that ever turned up ace. Act ii. Sc. 3. Hark, hark! the lark at heaven's gate sings, And Phoebus 'gins arise, His steeds to water at those springs On chaliced flowers that lies; And winking Mary-buds begin With everything that pretty is, Ibid. Whose edge is sharper than the sword, whose tongue Outvenoms all the worms of Nile. Weariness Can snore upon the flint, when resty sloth Finds the down pillow hard. Act iii. Sc. 4 Act iii. Sc. B. |