John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
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| William Shakespeare. (1564–1616) (continued) |
| 852 |
| Out of my lean and low ability I ’ll lend you something. |
| Twelfth Night. Act iii. Sc. 4. 1 |
| 853 |
| Out of the jaws of death. 2 |
| Twelfth Night. Act iii. Sc. 4. 3 |
| 854 |
| As the old hermit of Prague, that never saw pen and ink, very wittily said to a niece of King Gorboduc, That that is, is. |
| Twelfth Night. Act iv. Sc. 2. |
| 855 |
| Clo. What is the opinion of Pythagoras concerning wild fowl? Mal. That the soul of our grandam might haply inhabit a bird. |
| Twelfth Night. Act iv. Sc. 2. |
| 856 |
| Thus the whirligig of time brings in his revenges. |
| Twelfth Night. Act v. Sc. 1. |
| 857 |
| For the rain it raineth every day. |
| Twelfth Night. Act v. Sc. 1. |
| 858 |
| They say we are Almost as like as eggs. |
| The Winter’s Tale. Act i. Sc. 2. |
| 859 |
| What ’s gone and what ’s past help Should be past grief. |
| The Winter’s Tale. Act iii. Sc. 2. |
| 860 |
| A snapper-up of unconsidered trifles. |
| The Winter’s Tale. Act iv. Sc. 3. 4 |
| 861 |
| A merry heart goes all the day, Your sad tires in a mile-a. |
| The Winter’s Tale. Act iv. Sc. 3. |
| 862 |
| O Proserpina, For the flowers now, that frighted thou let’st fall From Dis’s waggon! daffodils, That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty; violets dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno’s eyes Or Cytherea’s breath; pale primroses, That die unmarried, ere they can behold Bright Phœbus in his strength,—a malady |
| Note 1. Act iii. Sc. 5 in Dyce. [back] |
| Note 2. Into the jaws of death.—Alfred Tennyson: The Charge of the Light Brigade, stanza 3. In the jaws of death.—Du Bartas: Divine Weekes and Workes, second week, first day, part iv. [back] |
| Note 3. Act iii. Sc. 5 in Dyce. [back] |
| Note 4. Act iv. sc. 2 in Dyce, Knight, Singer, Staunton, and White. [back] |