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Quotes from Henry V — William Shakespeare

1564–1616 England

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Or art thou base, common and popular?

Henry V (1599)

Nice customs curtesy to great kings.

Henry V (1599)

They are our outward consciences.

Henry V (1599)

The wide vessel of the universe.

Henry V (1599)

Trail’st thou the puissant pike?

Henry V (1599)

But now behold,
In the quick forge and working-house of thought,
How London doth pour out her citizens!

Henry V (1599)

I thought upon one pair of English legs
Did march three Frenchmen.

Henry V (1599)

The very casques
That did affright the air at Agincourt.

Henry V (1599)

If little faults, proceeding on distemper,
Shall not be wink'd at, how shall we stretch our eye
When capital crimes, chew'd, swallow'd, and digested,
Appear before us?

Henry V (1599)

For government, through high and low and lower,
Put into parts, doth keep in one consent,
Congreeing in a full and natural close,
Like music.

Henry V (1599)

Turn him to any cause of policy,
The Gordian knot of it he will unloose,
Familiar as his garter: that, when he speaks,
The air, a charter'd libertine, is still.

Henry V (1599)

I had not so much of man in me,
And all my mother came into my eyes,
And gave me up to tears.

Henry V (1599)

Never came reformation in a flood.

Henry V (1599)

It yearns me not, if men my garments wear;
Such outward things dwell not in my desires:
But, if it be a sin to covet honour,
I am the most offending soul alive.

Henry V (1599)

Treason and murder ever kept together,
As two yoke-devils sworn to either's purpose,
Working so grossly in a natural cause,
That admiration did not hoop at them.

Henry V (1599)

And all my mother came into mine eyes
And gave me up to tears.

Henry V (1599)

I am not covetous for gold,
Nor care I who doth feed upon my cost;
It yearns me not if men my garments wear;
Such outward things dwell not in my desires:
But if it be a sin to covet honor
I am the most offending soul alive.

Henry V (1599)

In cases of defence 'tis best to weigh
The enemy more mighty than he seems;
So the proportions of defence are fill'd;
Which of a weak and niggardly projection
Doth, like a miser, spoil his coat with scanting
A little cloth.

Henry V (1599)

Attribution

Quotes and notes from Wikiquote: William Shakespeare (page history), available under CC BY-SA 4.0.