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John Bartlett, comp. (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
 
William Shakespeare. (1564-1616)
 
Troilus and Cressida.
 
 
1
    I have had my labour for my travail. 1
          Troilus and Cressida. Act i. Sc. 1.
2
    Take but degree away, untune that string,
And, hark, what discord follows! each thing meets
In mere oppugnancy. 2
          Troilus and Cressida. Act i. Sc. 3.
3
    The baby figure of the giant mass
Of things to come.
          Troilus and Cressida. Act i. Sc. 3.
4
    Modest doubt is call’d
The beacon of the wise, the tent that searches
To the bottom of the worst.
          Troilus and Cressida. Act ii. Sc. 2.
5
    The common curse of mankind,—folly and ignorance.
          Troilus and Cressida. Act ii. Sc. 3.
6
    All lovers swear more performance than they are able, and yet reserve an ability that they never perform; vowing more than the perfection of ten, and discharging less than the tenth part of one.
          Troilus and Cressida. Act iii. Sc. 2.
7
    Welcome ever smiles,
And farewell goes out sighing.
          Troilus and Cressida. Act iii. Sc. 3.
8
    One touch of nature makes the whole world kin.
          Troilus and Cressida. Act iii. Sc. 3.
9
    And give to dust that is a little gilt
More laud than gilt o’er-dusted.
          Troilus and Cressida. Act iii. Sc. 3.
10
    And like a dew-drop from the lion’s mane,
Be shook to air.
          Troilus and Cressida. Act iii. Sc. 3.
11
    His heart and hand both open and both free;
For what he has he gives, what thinks he shows;
Yet gives he not till judgment guide his bounty.
          Troilus and Cressida. Act iv. Sc. 5.
12
    The end crowns all,
And that old common arbitrator, Time,
Will one day end it.
          Troilus and Cressida. Act iv. Sc. 5.
 
Note 1.
Labour for his pains.—Edward Moore: The Boy and his Rainbow.

Labour for their pains.—Cervantes: Don Quixote. The Author’s Preface. [back]
Note 2.
Unless degree is preserved, the first place is safe for no one.—Publius Syrus: Maxim 1042. [back]
 

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