"in that small [time] most greatly lived this star of England: Fortune made his sword, By which the world's best garden he achiev'd And left it to his son imperial lord. Henry the Sixth, in infant bands crown'd King of France and England did this King succeed; Whose state so many of had the managing, That they lost France and made his England bleed."
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"Discharge my followers; let them hence away, From Richard's night to Bolingbrooke's fair day."
"Look, the world's comforter, with weary gait, His day's hot task hath ended in the west: The owl, night's herald, shrieks-'tis very late; The sheep are gone to fold, birds to their nest; And coal-black clouds, that shadow heaven's light, Do summon us to part, and bid good night."
"He is as full of valor as of kindness. Princely in both."
"Like Patience gazing on kings' graves, and smiling Extremity out of act."
"Words, vows, gifts, tears, and love's full sacrifice, He offers in another's enterprise; But more in Troilus thousand-fold I see Than in the glass of Pandar's praise may be, Yet hold I off."
"Thou hast the most unsavoury similes."
"You had measured how long a fool you were upon the ground."
"There is no more mercy in him than there is milk in a male tiger."
"For such things as you, I can scarce think there's any, ye're so slight."
"You abilities are too infant-like for doing much alone."
"Be cheerful; wipe thine eyes: Some falls are means the happier to arise"
"All hoods make not monks."
"For my own part, I shall be glad to learn of noble men."
"O heresy in fair, fit for these days, A giving hand, though foul, shall have fair praise."
"Tear-falling pity dwells not in this eye."
"ROSENCRANTZ My lord, you must tell us where the body is, and go with us to the king. HAMLET The body is with the king, but the king is not with the body. The king is a thing - GUILDENSTERN A thing my lord? HAMLET Of nothing. Bring me to him. Hide fox, and all after!"
"O, grief hath changed me since you saw me last, And careful hours with Time's deformed hand Have written strange defeatures in my face. But tell me yet, dost thou not know my voice?"
"By innocence I swear, and by my youth, I have one heart, one bosom, and one truth, And that no woman has, nor never none Shall mistress be of it save I alone."
"What showers arise, blown with the windy tempest of my heart"