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Patea Mail, Volume V, Issue 456, 6 September 1879, Page 2

QUOTATIONS FOR THE TIMES. Olaior Harry A. Atkinson, to himself — Now is the winter of our discontent Made glorious summer. Richard 111., Act I. Major to the electors— Thanks, gentle citizens, and friends ; This general applause, and cheerful shout,

Argues your wisdom. Richard 111., Act 11. Major Harry, to Mr Sherwood — Am I become Of so am ill fame, that any man should grieve When I o’ercame him ? they that placed me hereintended it an honor large enough For the most valient living, but to dare Oppose me single, though he lost the day. Beaumont and Fletcher’s King and no King, Act I. Mr Sherwood to himself— Was ever feather so lightly blown to and fro, As this multitude ? The name of Harry Hales them to a hundred mischiefs, and Makes them leave mo desolate. Henry VI., pt. 11, Act 4. Mr Sherwood, to Major Harry — 0, Hany, thou has robbed me of my youth! I better brook the loss of brittle life Thau those proud titles thou bast won from mo. Henry VI., pt, 1., Act 5. Mr Sherwood’s supporters to Mr S. Yield not thy neck To fortune’s yoke, but let thy dauntless mind Still ride in triumph over all mischance. Henry VI., pt. 111., Act 3. Mr Sherwood to his supporters— Though fortune’s malice overthrow my state, My mind exceeds the compass of her wheel. Henry VI., pt. 111., Act 4. F. McGuire, J.P.— The bettor part of valour is discretion ; in the which better part, I have saved my life. Henry IV., pt. 1., Act 5. Mr Bryce to himself— I can add colours to the chamaleoii, Change shapes with Proteus, for advantages, And frame m 3' face to all occasions. Henry VI., Pt. 111., Act 3. Mr Balhmce to Sir W. Fox— What a fool art thou, A ramping fool: to brag, and stamp, and swear Upon my party ! King John, Ac! 3.

I pescecli yon heartily, at my desires, and my requests, and my petitions, to eat, look you, this leek : pecanse, look you, you do not love it, nor your affecliom, and your appetites and your digestions, does not agree with it, I would desiio you to eat it, Henry V., Act 5. Sir W. Fox to himself— She is abused, stol’n from me and corrupted By spells and medicines bought of mountebanks ; For nature so preposterously to err,— Being not deficient, blind, or lame of sense, — “ Sans witchcraft could ml. Os hello, Act 1. Sir W. Fox to tbc successful candidates— There’s two you ; the devil make a third ! And threefold vengeance ten I upon your steps ! . Henry VI., Pt. 11,, Act 3. Sir W. Fox to Mr Bryce— Thou ever strong upon the stronger side ! Tnou Fortune’s champion, that dost inner tight But when her humorous ladyship is by To teach thee safely ! King John, Act 3. Chorus of Publicans—--111 blows the wind that profits nobody. Henry VI., pi. 111., Act 2. Ourselves to all consented — ' Now join your hands, and with yonr hands your hearts, That no dissension hinder government. Henry VI., pt. 111., Act 4.