Emotions and Feelings

Sits as one new-risen from a dream.

Such an injury would vex a very saint.

Asses are made to bear, and so are you.

No profit grows where is no pleasure ta’en; In brief, sir, study what you most affect.

Tut! I have done a thousand dreadful things As willingly as one would kill a fly.

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These words are razors to my wounded heart.

Extreme fear can neither fight nor fly.

One for all, or all for one we gage.

The venom clamors of a jealous woman Poison more deadly than a mad dog’s tooth.

And I will stand the hazard of the die. I think there be six Richmonds in the field.

A horse! a horse! my kingdom for a horse!

Conscience is but a word that cowards use, Devis’d at first to keep the strong in awe.

My conscience hath a thousand several tongues, And every tongue brings in a several tale, And every tale condemns me for a villain.

My conscience hath a thousand several tongues, And every tongue brings in a several tale, And every tale condemns me for a villain.

O coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me!

O coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me!

Give me another horse! bind up my wounds!

Give me another horse! bind up my wounds!

True hope is swift, and flies with swallow’s wings; Kings it makes gods, and meaner creatures kings.

The king’s name is a tower of strength.

A grievous burden was thy birth to me; Tetchy and wayward was thy infancy.

Off with his head!

Sorrow breaks seasons and reposing hours, Makes the night morning, and the noontide night.