And, when old Time shall lead him to his end, Goodness and he fill up one monument. HENRY VIII. ii. 1. God knows, how long it is I have to live : 2 HENRY VI. v. 3. "T is a vile thing to die, When men are unprepar'd, and look not for it. RICHARD III. iii. 2. Come, lead me to the block, bear him my head: RICHARD III. iii. 4. Of all the wonders that I yet have heard, It seems to me most strange that men should fear : Seeing that death, a necessary end, Will come, when it will come. JULIUS CÆSAR, ii. 2. This fell sergeant, Death, is strict in his arrest. HAMLET, V. 2. Shakespeare. Bear from hence his body, And mourn you for him: let him be regarded Did follow to his urn. CORIOLANUS, v. 5. Those whom you curse, Have felt the worst of Death's destroying wound, And lie full low, grav'd in the hollow ground. RICHARD II. iii. 2. According to his virtue let us use him, JULIUS CÆSAR, v. 5. For Heaven's sake, let us sit upon the ground, RICHARD II. iii. 2. For within the hollow crown, That rounds the mortal temples of a king, Allowing him a breath, a little scene, To monarchise. RICHARD II. iii. 2. Shakespeare. To die, is to be banish'd from myself. Two GENTLEMEN OF VERONA, iii. 1. He that cuts off twenty years of life, Cuts off so many years of fearing death. JULIUS CESAR, iii. 1. By medicine, life may be prolong'd, yet Death CYMBELINE, v. 5. Death lies on her, like an untimely frost Upon the sweetest flower of all the field. ROMEO AND JULIET, iv. 5. These eyes, that now are dimm'd with death's black veil, Have been as piercing as the mid-day sun. 3 HENRY VI. v. 2. Dar'st thou die? The sense of death is most in apprehension. MEASURE FOR MEASURE, iii. 1. Where art thou, Death? Come hither, come! come, come, and take a queen. ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA, v. 2. Good night, sweet prince; And flights of angels sing thee to thy rest! HAMLET, V. 2. Shakespeare. Nothing can we call our own, but death, RICHARD II. iii. 2. Though death be poor, it ends a mortal woe. RICHARD II. ii. 1. So, now prosperity begins to mellow, RICHARD III. iv. 4. Death remember'd, should be like a mirror, Who tells us, life's but breath; to trust it, error. PERICLES, i. 1. He should the bearers put to sudden death. HAMLET, V. 2. To whom he gave these words,- "O father Abbott, An old man, broken with the storms of state, Is come to lay his weary bones among ye; So went to bed: where eagerly his sickness HENRY VIII. iv. 2. Are all thy conquests, glories, triumphs, spoils, Shrunk to this little measure? JULIUS CÆSAR, III. i. O, let the vile world end, And the premised flames of the last day, Knit earth and Heaven together! 2 HENRY VI. v. 2. My grief Stretches itself beyond the hour of death. 2 HENRY IV. iv. 4. His overthrow heap'd happiness upon him; Than man could give him, he died, fearing God. HENRY VIII. iv. 2. Even this night,-whose black contagious breath KING JOHN, v. 4. |