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The Oxford Dictionary of Quotations Preface

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‘<strong>The</strong> White Devil’ (1612) act 1, sc. 1, l. 4<br />

’Tis just like a summer birdcage in a garden; the birds that are without despair to get in, and<br />

the birds that are within despair, and are in a consumption, for fear they shall never get out.<br />

‘<strong>The</strong> White Devil’ (1612) act 1, sc. 2, l. 47<br />

A mere tale <strong>of</strong> a tub, my words are idle.<br />

‘<strong>The</strong> White Devil’ (1612) act 2, sc. 1, l. 92<br />

Only the deep sense <strong>of</strong> some deathless shame.<br />

‘<strong>The</strong> White Devil’ (1612) act 2, sc. 2, l. 67<br />

Cowardly dogs bark loudest.<br />

‘<strong>The</strong> White Devil’ (1612) act 3, sc. 1, l. 163<br />

A rape! a rape!...<br />

Yes, you have ravished justice;<br />

Forced her to do your pleasure.<br />

‘<strong>The</strong> White Devil’ (1612) act 3, sc. 1, l. 271<br />

<strong>The</strong>re’s nothing sooner dry than women’s tears.<br />

‘<strong>The</strong> White Devil’ (1612) act 5, sc. 3, l. 192<br />

Call for the robin-red-breast and the wren,<br />

Since o’er shady groves they hover,<br />

And with leaves and flowers do cover<br />

<strong>The</strong> friendless bodies <strong>of</strong> unburied men.<br />

‘<strong>The</strong> White Devil’ (1612) act 5, sc. 4, l. 100<br />

But keep the wolf far thence that’s foe to men,<br />

For with his nails he’ll dig them up again.<br />

‘<strong>The</strong> White Devil’ (1612) act 5, sc. 4, l. 108<br />

We think caged birds sing, when indeed they cry.<br />

‘<strong>The</strong> White Devil’ (1612) act 5, sc. 4, l. 128<br />

And <strong>of</strong> all axioms this shall win the prize,—<br />

’Tis better to be fortunate than wise.<br />

‘<strong>The</strong> White Devil’ (1612) act 5, sc. 6, l. 183<br />

<strong>The</strong>re’s nothing <strong>of</strong> so infinite vexation<br />

As man’s own thoughts.<br />

‘<strong>The</strong> White Devil’ (1612) act 5, sc. 6, l. 206<br />

My soul, like to a ship in a black storm,<br />

Is driven, I know not whither.<br />

‘<strong>The</strong> White Devil’ (1612) act 5, sc. 6, l. 248<br />

Prosperity doth bewitch men, seeming clear;<br />

But seas do laugh, show white, when rocks are near.<br />

‘<strong>The</strong> White Devil’ (1612) act 5, sc. 6, l. 250<br />

I have caught<br />

An everlasting cold; I have lost my voice

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