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Shakespeare.

This sorrow 's Heavenly ; It strikes, where it doth love.

OTHELLO, v. 2.

What if this cursed hand
Were thicker than itself with brother's blood ?
Is there not rain enough in the sweet Heavens,
To wash it white as snow ?

HAMLET, iii. 3.

If that the Heavens do not their visible spirits
Send quickly down, to tame these vile offences,
Humanity must perforce prey on itself.

KING LEAR, iv. 2.

O Heavens ! can you hear a good man groan,
And not relent, or not compassion him?

TITUS ANDRONICUS, iv, 1.

I here protest, in sight of Heaven,
And by the hope I have of Heavenly bliss,
That I am clear from this misdeed.

3 HENRY VI. iii. 3.

To us, the imagin’d voice of God himself;
The very opener, and intelligencer,
Between the grace, the sanctities of Heaven,
And our dull workings.

2 HENRY IV. iv. 2.

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O Heaven! were man
But constant, he were perfect: That one error
Fills him with faults; makes him run through all sins :

* * * Bear witness, Heaven!

Two GENTLEMEN OF VERONA, v. 4.

The Heavens do low'r upon you, for some ill;
Move them no more, by crossing their high will.

ROMEO AND JULIET, iv. 5.

Heaven and yourself
Had part in this fair maid ; now Heaven hath all ;
Your part in her you could not keep from death ;
But Heaven keeps His part in eternal life.

ROMEO AND JULIET, iv. 5.

Though usurpers sway the rule awhile,
Yet Heavens are just, and time suppresseth wrongs.

3 HENRY VI. iii. 3.

Even in that was Heaven ordinant.

HAMLET, v. 2.

His grandam's wrongs, and not his mother's shames,
Draw those Heaven-moving pearls from his poor eyes,
Which Heaven shall take in nature of a fee;
Ay, with these crystal beads, Heavn shall be brib'd
To do him justice.

KING JOHN, ii. 1.

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Wherefore did you so much tempt the Heavens ?
It is the part of men to fear and tremble.

JULIUS CÆSAR, 1. 3.

So much my conscience whispers in your ear :
Which none but Heaven, and you, and I, shall hear.

KING JOHN, i. 1.

Heaven hath a hand in these events,
To whose high will we bound our calm contents.

RICHARD II. v. 2.

At his touch,
Such sanctity hath Heaven given his hand,
They presently amend.

MACBETH, iv. 3.

He delivers you,
From this earth's thraldom, to the joys of Heaven.

RICHARD III. i. 4.

O, he was gentle, mild, and virtuous !
The fitter for the King of Heaven, that hath him.

RICHARD III. i. 2.

He is in Heaven, where thou shalt never come.

RICHARD III. i. 2.

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He gave his honours to the world again,
His blessed part to Heaven, and slept in peace.

HENRY VIII. iv. 2.

His words are bonds, his oaths are oracles ;
His love sincere, his thoughts immaculate ;
His heart as far from fraud, as Heaven from earth.

Two GENTLEMEN OF VERONA, ii. 7.

With his strong arms He fastened on my neck, and bellow'd out As he'd burst Heaven.

KING LEAR, v. 3.

Thou, out of Heaven's benediction com’st,
To the warm sun!

KING LEAR, ii. 2.

Heaven hath infus’d them with these spirits,
To make them instruments of fear, and warning.

JULIUS CÆSAR, i. 3.

Heaven's bounty towards him might Be us’d more thankfully.

CYMBELINE, 1. 7.

We 'll both together lift our heads to Heaven,
And never more abase our sight so low,
As to vouchsafe one glance unto the ground.

2 HENRY VI. i. 2.

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I will keep her ignorant of her good,
To make her Heavenly comforts of despair.

MEASURE FOR MEASURE, iv. 3.

He that parts us, shall bring a brand from Heaven, And fire us hence.

KING LEAR, v. 3.

Heaven, and my conscience, knows Thou didst unjustly banish me.

CYMBELINE, iii. 3.

When I am in Heaven, I shall desire
To see what this child does, and praise my Maker.

HENRY VIII. v. 4.

Taint not thy mind, nor let thy soul contrive Against thy mother aught; leave her to Heaven.

HAMLET, i. 5.

His greatness was no guard,
To bar Heaven's shaft; but sin had his reward.

PERICLES, ii. 4.

So smile the Heavens upon this holy act.

ROMEO AND JULIET, ii. 6.

Now, lords, if Heaven doth give successful end
To this debate, that bleedeth at our doors ;
We will our youth lead on to higher fields,
And draw no swords but what are sanctify'd.

2 HENRY IV. iv. 4.

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