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Is there not some chosen curse, Some hidden thunder in the stores of heaven, Red with uncommon wrath, to blast the man Who owes his greatness to his countrys ruin? AddisonCato. Act I. Sc. 1. | 1 |
Nemo unquam sapiens proditori credendum putavit. No wise man ever thought that a traitor should be trusted. CiceroOrationes In Verrem. II. 1. 15. | 2 |
This principle is old, but true as fate, Kings may love treason, but the traitor hate. Thomas DekkerThe Honest Whore. Pt. I. Act IV. Sc. 4. | 3 |
Treason is not ownd when tis descried; Successful crimes alone are justified. DrydenMedals. L. 207. | 4 |
O that a soldier so glorious, ever victorious in fight, Passed from a daylight of honor into the terrible night; Fell as the mighty archangel, ere the earth glowed in space, fell Fell from the patriots heaven down to the loyalists hell! Thos. Dunn EnglishArnold at Stillwater. | 5 |
With evil omens from the harbour sails The ill-fated ship that worthless Arnold bears; God of the southern winds, call up thy gales, And whistle in rude fury round his ears. Philip FreneauArnolds Departure. | 6 |
Rebellion must be managed with many swords; treason to his princes person may be with one knife. FullerThe Holy and Profane States. The Traitor. | 7 |
Treason doth never prosper: whats the reason? Why if it prosper, none dare call it treason. Sir John HarringtonEpigrams. Bk. IV. Ep. V. | 8 |
Judas had given them the slip. Matthew HenryCommentaries. Matthew. XXII. | 9 |
Tarquin and Cæsar had each his BrutusCharles the First, his Cromwelland George the Third(Treason! shouted the Speaker) may profit by their example. If this be treason, make the most of it. Patrick HenrySpeech. (1765). | 10 |
The man who pauses on the paths of treason, Halts on a quicksand, the first step engulfs him. Aaron HillHenry V. Act I. Sc. 1. | 11 |
For while the treason I detest, The traitor still I love. HooleMetastatio. Romulus and Hersilia. Act I. Sc. 5. | 12 |
Ipsa se fraus, etiamsi initio cautior fuerit, detegit. Treachery, though at first very cautious, in the end betrays itself. LivyAnnales. XLIV. 15. | 13 |
The traitor to Humanity is the traitor most accursed; Man is more than Constitutions; better rot beneath the sod, Than be true to Church and State while we are doubly false to God. LowellOn the Capture of Certain Fugitive Slaves near Washington. | 14 |
Hast thou betrayed my credulous innocence With vizord falsehood and base forgery? MiltonComus. L. 697. | 15 |
Oh, colder than the wind that freezes Founts, that but now in sunshine playd, Is that congealing pang which seizes The trusting bosom, when betrayd. MooreLalla Rookh. The Fire Worshippers. | 16 |
Oh, for a tongue to curse the slave Whose treason, like a deadly blight, Comes oer the councils of the brave, And blasts them in their hour of might! MooreLalla Rookh. The Fire-Worshippers. | 17 |
He [Cæsar] loved the treason, but hated the traitor. PlutarchLife of Romulus. | 18 |
The man was noble, But with his last attempt he wiped it out: Destroyd his country, and his name remains To the ensuing age abhorrd. Coriolanus. Act V. Sc. 3. L. 145. | 19 |
Though those that are betrayd Do feel the treason sharply, yet the traitor Stands in worse case of woe. Cymbeline. Act III. Sc. 4. L. 87. | 20 |
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I did pluck allegiance from mens hearts, Loud shouts and salutations from their mouths, Even in the presence of the crowned king. Henry IV. Pt. I. Act III. Sc. 2. L. 52. | 21 |
Treason is but trusted like the fox Who, neer so tame, so cherishd and locked up, Will have a wild trick of his ancestors. Henry IV. Pt. I. Act V. Sc. 2. L. 9. | 22 |
Some guard these traitors to the block of death; Treasons true bed and yielder up of breath. Henry IV. Pt. II. Act IV. Sc. 2. L. 122. | 23 |
Treason and murder ever kept together, As two yoke-devils sworn to eithers purpose, Working so grossly in a natural cause, That admiration did not hoop at them. Henry V. Act II. Sc. 2. L. 105. | 24 |
Smooth runs the water where the brook is deep; And in his simple show he harbours treason. Henry VI. Pt. II. Act III. Sc. 1. L. 53. | 25 |
To say the truth, so Judas kissd his master, And cried all hail! whereas he meant all harm. Henry VI. Pt. III. Act V. Sc. 7. L. 33. | 26 |
Et tu Brute! Then fall, Cæsar! Julius Cæsar. Act III. Sc. 1. L. 77. | 27 |
Know, my name is lost; By treasons tooth bare-gnawn and canker-bit. King Lear. Act V. Sc. 3. L. 121. | 28 |
Tellest thou me of ifs? Thou art a traitor: Off with his head! Richard III. Act III. Sc. 4. L. 77. Off with his head! so much for Buckingham! As altered by Colley Cibber. | 29 |
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