pag 15

Then weigh what loss your honor may sustain,

If with too credent ear you list his songs,

And keep you in the rear of your affection,

Out of the shot and danger of desire.

Be wary then; best safety lies in fear.

pag 72
I'll not be juggled with:
To hell, allegiance! vows, to the blackest devil!
Conscience and grace, to the profoundest pit!

pag 75
It well appears: but tell me
Why you proceeded not against these feats,
So criminal and so capital in nature,
As by your safety, wisdom, all things else,
You mainly were stirr'd up.

pag 76
It warms the very sickness in my heart,
That I shall live and tell him to his teeth,
"Thus didst thou."

pag 79
I have a speech of fire, that fain would blaze,
But that this folly drowns it.

pag 86
The devil take thy soul!

pag 94
Why, as a woodcock to mine own springe, Osric;
I am justly kill'd with mine own treachery.

The treacherous instrument is in thy hand,

Unbated and envenom'd: the foul practise
Hath turn'd itself on me. Lo, here I lie,
Never to rise again: thy mother's poison'd:
I can no more: the king, the king's to blame.