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'T is strange that death should sing. I am the cygnet to this pale faint swan, Who chants a doleful hymn to his own death, And from the organ-pipe of frailty sings His soul and body to their lasting rest. -King John. Act v. Sc. 7.

Now my soul hath elbow-room. -King John. Act v. Sc. 7.

This England never did, nor never shall, Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror. -King John. Act v. Sc. 7.

Come the three corners of the world in arms, And we shall shock them. Nought shall make us rue, If England to itself do rest but true. -King John. Act v. Sc. 7.

Old John of Gaunt, time-honoured Lancaster. -King Richard II. Act i. Sc. 1.

In rage deaf as the sea, hasty as fire. -King Richard II. Act i. Sc. 1.

The daintiest last, to make the end most sweet. -King Richard II. Act i. Sc. 3.

Truth hath a quiet breast. -King Richard II. Act i. Sc. 3.

All places that the eye of heaven visits Are to a wise man ports and happy havens. -King Richard II. Act i. Sc. 3.

O, who can hold a fire in his hand By thinking on the frosty Caucasus? Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite By bare imagination of a feast? Or wallow naked in December snow By thinking on fantastic summer's heat? O, no! the apprehension of the good Gives but the greater feeling to the worse. -King Richard II. Act i. Sc. 3.

The tongues of dying men Enforce attention like deep harmony. -King Richard II. Act ii. Sc. 1.

The setting sun, and music at the close, As the last taste of sweets, is sweetest last, Writ in remembrance more than things long past. -King Richard II. Act ii. Sc. 1.

This royal throne of kings, this sceptred isle, This earth of majesty, this seat of Mars, This other Eden, demi-paradise, This fortress built by Nature for herself Against infection and the hand of war, This happy breed of men, this little world, This precious stone set in the silver sea, Which serves it in the office of a wall Or as a moat defensive to a house, Against the envy of less happier lands,— This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England. -King Richard II. Act ii. Sc. 1.

The ripest fruit first falls. -King Richard II. Act ii. Sc. 1.

Evermore thanks, the exchequer of the poor. -King Richard II. Act ii. Sc. 3.

Eating the bitter bread of banishment. -King Richard II. Act iii. Sc. 1.

Fires the proud tops of the eastern pines. -King Richard II. Act iii. Sc. 2.

Not all the water in the rough rude sea Can wash the balm off from an anointed king. -King Richard II. Act iii. Sc. 2.

O, call back yesterday, bid time return! -King Richard II. Act iii. Sc. 2.

Let 's talk of graves, of worms, and epitaphs. -King Richard II. Act iii. Sc. 2.